The Prophecy of Famine: A Scots Pastoral

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Peter Wilson, and John Exshaw, in Dame-street, 1763 - English poetry - 28 pages
 

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Page 11 - Or by vaft debts of higher import bound, Are always humble, always grateful found. If they, directed by PAUL'S holy pen, Become difcreetly all things to all men, That all men may become all things to them. Envy may hate, but juftice can't condemn. *' Into our places, ftates, and beds they creep:" They've fenfe to get, what we want fenfe to keep.
Page 21 - Thus plain'd the boys, when from her throne of turf, With boils emboss'd, and overgrown with scurf, Vile humours, which, in life's corrupted well, Mix'd at the birth not abstinence could quell, Pale Famine rear'd the head ; her eager eyes, Where hunger e'en to...
Page 7 - SCIENCE, tho' denied By the weak flaves of prejudice and pride. Thence came the RAMSAYS, names of worthy note,' Of whom one paints, as well as t'other wrote 9 Thence, HoME, difbanded from the fons of pray'r For loving plays, tho...
Page 16 - And half-starved spiders prey'd on half-starved flies : In quest of food, efts strove in vain to crawl ; Slugs, pinch'd with hunger, smear'd the slimy wall : *» The cave around with hissing serpents rung ; On the damp roof unhealthy vapour hung ; And Famine, by her children always known, As proud as poor, here flx'd her native throne.
Page 8 - JORDAN'S flood, Wafh off my native ftains, correct that blood Which mutinies at call of Englijb pride, And, deaf to prudence, rolls a patriot tide. From folemn thought which overhangs the brow Of patriot care, when things are — God knows how ; From nice trim points, where HONOUR...
Page 21 - She op'd, and, cursing, swallow'd nought but wind ; All shrivell'd was her skin, and here and there Making their way by force, her bones lay bare : Such filthy sight to hide from human view, O'er her foul limbs a tatter'd plaid she threw. Cease...
Page 9 - With thee good-humour tempers lively wit ; Enthron'd with judgment, candour loves to sit, And nature gave thee, open to distress, A heart to pity, and a hand to bless.
Page 15 - But the cameleon, who can feast on air. No birds, except as birds of passage, flew; No bee was known to hum, no dove to coo : No...
Page 9 - Not dup'd by party, nor opinion's flave, Thofe faculties which bounteous Nature gave Thy honeft fpirit into practice brings, Nor courts the fmile, nor dreads the frown of Kings. Let rude licentious...
Page 24 - Juftice guided, in his train, He drives impetuous o'er the trembling plain, Shall, at our bidding, quit his lawful prey. And to meek, gentle, gen'rous Peace give way, Think not, my...

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