Poems, Volume 1J. Johnson, 1798 |
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... fire at their heroic deeds , Unworthy of the bleffings of the brave , Is bafe in kind , and born to be a flave . But let eternal infamy pursue The wretch to nought but his ambition true , Who , for the fake of filling with one blast The ...
... fire at their heroic deeds , Unworthy of the bleffings of the brave , Is bafe in kind , and born to be a flave . But let eternal infamy pursue The wretch to nought but his ambition true , Who , for the fake of filling with one blast The ...
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... fires . Patient of conftitutional controul , He bears it with meek manliness of foul ; But , if authority grow wanton , woe To him that treads upon his free - born toe , One ftep beyond the bound'ry of the laws Fires him at once in ...
... fires . Patient of conftitutional controul , He bears it with meek manliness of foul ; But , if authority grow wanton , woe To him that treads upon his free - born toe , One ftep beyond the bound'ry of the laws Fires him at once in ...
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... fire without the facrifice . The ftream that feeds the well - fpring of the heart Not more invigorates life's nobleft part , Than virtue quickens , with a warmth divine , The pow'rs that fin has brought to a decline . A. Th ...
... fire without the facrifice . The ftream that feeds the well - fpring of the heart Not more invigorates life's nobleft part , Than virtue quickens , with a warmth divine , The pow'rs that fin has brought to a decline . A. Th ...
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... mind 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 .
... mind 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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... Fire indignation and a sense of scorn , The ftrings are swept with such a pow'r fo loud , The ftorm of mufic shakes ... fires to me belong ; I play with fyllables , and sport in song . A. At Westminster , where little poets To fet a ...
... Fire indignation and a sense of scorn , The ftrings are swept with such a pow'r fo loud , The ftorm of mufic shakes ... fires to me belong ; I play with fyllables , and sport in song . A. At Westminster , where little poets To fet a ...
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Page 311 - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Page 263 - 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.
Page 205 - That reaching home, the night, they said, is near, We must not now be parted, sojourn here — The new acquaintance soon became a guest, And made so welcome at their simple feast, He...
Page 313 - Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we call'd the past'ral house our own.
Page 77 - Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.
Page 272 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Page 173 - When one, that holds communion with the skies, Has filled his urn where these pure waters rise, And once more mingles with us meaner things, 'Tis e'en as if an angel shook his wings ; Immortal fragrance fills the circuit wide, That tells us whence his treasures are supplied.
Page 313 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
Page 280 - Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far...
Page 311 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.