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... winds are , and the clouds The dust that waits upon his sultry march , When sin hath mov'd him , and his wrath is hot , Shall visit earth in mercy ; shall descend , Propitious , in his chariot pav'd with love ; And what his storms have ...
... winds are , and the clouds The dust that waits upon his sultry march , When sin hath mov'd him , and his wrath is hot , Shall visit earth in mercy ; shall descend , Propitious , in his chariot pav'd with love ; And what his storms have ...
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... wind . Thus men go wrong with an ingenious skill ; Bend the straight rule to their own crooked will ; And , with a clear and shining lamp supplied , First put it out , then take it for a guide . Halting on crutches of unequal size ; One ...
... wind . Thus men go wrong with an ingenious skill ; Bend the straight rule to their own crooked will ; And , with a clear and shining lamp supplied , First put it out , then take it for a guide . Halting on crutches of unequal size ; One ...
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... winds Let slip with such a warrant to destroy ? When did the waves so haughtily o'erleap Their ancient barriers , deluging the dry ? Fires from beneath , and meteors † from above , Portentous , unexampled , unexplain'd , Have kindled ...
... winds Let slip with such a warrant to destroy ? When did the waves so haughtily o'erleap Their ancient barriers , deluging the dry ? Fires from beneath , and meteors † from above , Portentous , unexampled , unexplain'd , Have kindled ...
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... winds , And gives them all their fury ; bids a plague Kindle a fiery boil upon the skin , And putrify the breath of blooming health . He calls for famine , and the meagre fiend Blows mildew from between his shrivel❜d lips , And taints ...
... winds , And gives them all their fury ; bids a plague Kindle a fiery boil upon the skin , And putrify the breath of blooming health . He calls for famine , and the meagre fiend Blows mildew from between his shrivel❜d lips , And taints ...
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... winds and waters , lull'd by magic sounds , May bear us smoothly to the Gallic shore ! True , we have lost an empire - let it pass . True , we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the ...
... winds and waters , lull'd by magic sounds , May bear us smoothly to the Gallic shore ! True , we have lost an empire - let it pass . True , we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the ...
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Page 53 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Page 228 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John, "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Page 55 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Page 165 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such? — It was. — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern.
Page 12 - There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Page 165 - 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. My Mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah that maternal smile...
Page 168 - Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated...
Page 228 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware. So turning to his horse, he said, I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Page 15 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Page 75 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.