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... joy beyond what victory bestows ; Blest country , where these kingly glories shine ; Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will sneer and charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The ...
... joy beyond what victory bestows ; Blest country , where these kingly glories shine ; Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will sneer and charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The ...
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... joy , With which he shouts and carols Vive le Roy , Filled with as much true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king say - Slave , be free . Thus happiness depends , as nature shows , Less on exterior things than most suppose ...
... joy , With which he shouts and carols Vive le Roy , Filled with as much true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king say - Slave , be free . Thus happiness depends , as nature shows , Less on exterior things than most suppose ...
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... joy the good she finds ; Courage in arms , and ever prompt to show His manly forehead to the fiercest foe ; Glorious in war , but for the sake of peace , His spirits rising as his toils increase , Guards well what arts and industry have ...
... joy the good she finds ; Courage in arms , and ever prompt to show His manly forehead to the fiercest foe ; Glorious in war , but for the sake of peace , His spirits rising as his toils increase , Guards well what arts and industry have ...
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... joys , Nor is it yet despondence and dismay Will win her visits or engage her stay ; Prayer only , and the penitential tear , Can call her smiling down , and fix her here . But when a country ( one that I could name ) In prostitution ...
... joys , Nor is it yet despondence and dismay Will win her visits or engage her stay ; Prayer only , and the penitential tear , Can call her smiling down , and fix her here . But when a country ( one that I could name ) In prostitution ...
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... joys of life , Are but his rods to scourge a guilty land , And waste it at the bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny soon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores ; The standards of all nations are unfurled ...
... joys of life , Are but his rods to scourge a guilty land , And waste it at the bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny soon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores ; The standards of all nations are unfurled ...
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beams beneath bids blasphemy blessings blest bliss boast breast breath charms courser dark dear deeds deist delight divine dream earth Edmonton eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flowers folly frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hallowed ground hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly hope hour Inner Temple JOHN GILPIN joys land learned light lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never night NOSEGAY nymph once pain peace Pharisee pine-apples pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor praise pride prize prove Rome rude sacred scene scorn scripture shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound stand strain stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wisdom woes wonder wrong zeal
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Page 276 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came downstairs, "The wine is left behind!" "Good lack!" quoth he — "yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Page 277 - His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed ! But, finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which galled him in his seat. So, Fair and softly...
Page 279 - Were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced ; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling at his waist.
Page 246 - All sustain'd by patience, taught us Only by a broken heart ; Deem our nation brutes no longer, Till some reason ye shall find Worthier of regard, and stronger Than the colour of our kind. Slaves of gold, whose sordid dealings Tarnish all your boasted powers, Prove that you have human feelings, Ere you proudly question ours ! PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS.
Page 275 - That's well said ; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnished with our own, Which is both bright and clear. John Gilpin kissed his loving wife ; O'erjoyed was he to find, That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud.
Page 274 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Page 278 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Page 281 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come,
Page 216 - So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning ; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship...
Page 207 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.