Poems, Volume 2J. Johnson, 1800 |
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... last , Strutting and vap'ring in an empty fchool , Spent all his force and made no proselyte ) — I fay the pulpit ( in the fober use Of its legitimate , peculiar pow'rs ) Muft ftand acknowledg'd , while the world fhall ftand , BOOK II ...
... last , Strutting and vap'ring in an empty fchool , Spent all his force and made no proselyte ) — I fay the pulpit ( in the fober use Of its legitimate , peculiar pow'rs ) Muft ftand acknowledg'd , while the world fhall ftand , BOOK II ...
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... last A fenfelefs bargain . When I fee fuch games Play'd by the creatures of a pow'r who swears That he will judge the earth , and call the fool To a fharp reck'ning that has liv'd in vain ; And when I weigh this feeming wisdom well ...
... last A fenfelefs bargain . When I fee fuch games Play'd by the creatures of a pow'r who swears That he will judge the earth , and call the fool To a fharp reck'ning that has liv'd in vain ; And when I weigh this feeming wisdom well ...
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... last scantling , and transfers the price To fome fhrewd fharper , ere it buds again . Eftates are landscapes , gaz'd upon a while , Then advertis'd , and auctioneer'd away . The country . ftarves , and they that feed th ' o'er- charg'd ...
... last scantling , and transfers the price To fome fhrewd fharper , ere it buds again . Eftates are landscapes , gaz'd upon a while , Then advertis'd , and auctioneer'd away . The country . ftarves , and they that feed th ' o'er- charg'd ...
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... last Society , grown weary of the load , Shakes her encumber'd lap , and casts them out . But cenfure profits little : vain th ' attempt To advertise in verfe a public peft , That , like the filth with which the peasant feeds His hungry ...
... last Society , grown weary of the load , Shakes her encumber'd lap , and casts them out . But cenfure profits little : vain th ' attempt To advertise in verfe a public peft , That , like the filth with which the peasant feeds His hungry ...
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... last With tranfports fuch as favour'd lovers feel , I ftudied , priz'd , and wifh'd that I had known , Ingenious Cowley ! and , though now reclaim'd By modern lights from an erroneous taste , I cannot but lament thy fplendid wit ...
... last With tranfports fuch as favour'd lovers feel , I ftudied , priz'd , and wifh'd that I had known , Ingenious Cowley ! and , though now reclaim'd By modern lights from an erroneous taste , I cannot but lament thy fplendid wit ...
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Page 327 - 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.
Page 40 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Page 119 - tis the twanging horn ! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright...
Page 335 - Said Gilpin — So am I ! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. 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.
Page 40 - As human Nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps when she sees inflicted on a beast.
Page 41 - 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 34 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
Page 56 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own — Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design.
Page 189 - Are they not his by a peculiar right, And by an emphasis of interest his, Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy, Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love That plann'd, and built, and still upholds a world So...
Page 333 - The bottles twain, behind his back, 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...