Poems, Zväzok 1Stereotyped and printed by Andrew Wilson for J. Johnson, 1808 |
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... song from thy free touch acquires It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I will sing at Liberty's dear feet , In TABLE TALK . 11.
... song from thy free touch acquires It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I will sing at Liberty's dear feet , In TABLE TALK . 11.
Strana 14
... song . ' Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace , Confess'd a God ; they kneel'd before ...
... song . ' Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace , Confess'd a God ; they kneel'd before ...
Strana 17
... n roars above ; But nothing scares them from the course they love . To the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolic it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulf c 3 TABLE TALK . 17.
... n roars above ; But nothing scares them from the course they love . To the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolic it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulf c 3 TABLE TALK . 17.
Strana 19
... song . A. At Westminster , where little poets strive To set a distich upon six and five , Where Discipline helps op'ning buds of sense , And makes his pupils proud with silver pence , I was a poet too ; but modern taste Is so refin'd ...
... song . A. At Westminster , where little poets strive To set a distich upon six and five , Where Discipline helps op'ning buds of sense , And makes his pupils proud with silver pence , I was a poet too ; but modern taste Is so refin'd ...
Strana 20
... song ; Perhaps some bonny Caledonian air , All birks and braes , though he was never there ; Or , having whelp'd a prologue with great pains , Feels himself spent , and fumbles for his brains ; A prologue interdash'd with many a stroke ...
... song ; Perhaps some bonny Caledonian air , All birks and braes , though he was never there ; Or , having whelp'd a prologue with great pains , Feels himself spent , and fumbles for his brains ; A prologue interdash'd with many a stroke ...
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beams beneath bids blest bliss boast breast call'd charms courser dark dear deeds delight design'd divine docet dream Earth Edmonton errour Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hand happy hast hear heart Heav'n heav'nly hope hour int'rest John Gilpin joys land light Lincoln's Inn Fields lov'd lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse Nature never night nymph o'er once pain pass'd peace pharisee pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor pow'r praise pray'rs pride proud prove Rome sacred scene scorn scorn'd Scripture seem'd shine sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE Virg virtue waste Whate'er wisdom wrath zeal
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Strana 319 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought; Away went hat and wig; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Strana 320 - And still, as fast as he drew near, 'twas wonderful to view How in a trice the turnpike men their gates wide open threw.
Strana 323 - 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.
Strana 316 - I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. ' I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend, the Calender, Will lend his horse to go.
Strana 323 - 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.
Strana 228 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Strana 227 - 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 ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Strana 162 - The pipe, with solemn interposing puff, Makes half a sentence at a time enough ; The dozing sages drop the drowsy strain, Then pause, and puff— and speak, and pause again. Such often, like the tube they so admire, Important triflers ! have more smoke than fire. Pernicious weed ! whose scent the fair annoys, Unfriendly to society's chief joys, Thy worst effect is banishing for hours The sex, whose presence civilizes ours...
Strana 290 - He that holds fast the golden mean And lives contentedly between The little and the great Feels not the wants that pinch the poor Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door, Imbittering all his state.
Strana 322 - So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.