Poems, Volume 1J. Johnson, 1800 |
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... themes more pertinent , if less sublime . When minifters and minifterial arts ; Patriots , who love good places at their hearts ; When admirals , extoll'd for ftanding ftill , Or doing nothing with a deal of skill ; Gen'rals , who will ...
... themes more pertinent , if less sublime . When minifters and minifterial arts ; Patriots , who love good places at their hearts ; When admirals , extoll'd for ftanding ftill , Or doing nothing with a deal of skill ; Gen'rals , who will ...
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... theme might animate the dead , And move the lips of poets caft in lead . B. The caufe , though worth the fearch , may yet elude Conjecture and remark , however fhrewd . They take , perhaps , a well - directed aim , Who feek it in his ...
... theme might animate the dead , And move the lips of poets caft in lead . B. The caufe , though worth the fearch , may yet elude Conjecture and remark , however fhrewd . They take , perhaps , a well - directed aim , Who feek it in his ...
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... theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art fancy's nurse ; Loft without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verfe ; Heroic fong from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where winter breathes his keeneft ...
... theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art fancy's nurse ; Loft without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verfe ; Heroic fong from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where winter breathes his keeneft ...
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... that feels indeed the fire The mufe imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender TABLE 21 TALK .
... that feels indeed the fire The mufe imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender TABLE 21 TALK .
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... theme , The fruit of all her labour is whipt - cream , As if an eagle flew aloft , and then- Stoop'd from its highest pitch to pounce a wren . As if the poet , purpofing to wed , Should carve himself a wife in gingerbread . Ages elaps'd ...
... theme , The fruit of all her labour is whipt - cream , As if an eagle flew aloft , and then- Stoop'd from its highest pitch to pounce a wren . As if the poet , purpofing to wed , Should carve himself a wife in gingerbread . Ages elaps'd ...
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Page 265 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
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Page 282 - Did you admire my lamp, quoth he, As much as I your minstrelsy, You would abhor to do me wrong, As much as I to spoil your song; For 'twas the...
Page 265 - But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot.
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Page 319 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
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