PoemsNelson, 1841 - 423 pages |
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... , to amuse The leathern ears of stockjobbers and Jews . A. Vouchsafe , at least , to pitch the key of rhyme To themes more pertinent , if less sublime . When ministers and ministerial arts ; Patriots , who love TABLE TALK .
... , to amuse The leathern ears of stockjobbers and Jews . A. Vouchsafe , at least , to pitch the key of rhyme To themes more pertinent , if less sublime . When ministers and ministerial arts ; Patriots , who love TABLE TALK .
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... themes like these employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a syren sung . Or tell me , if you can , what power maintains A Briton's scorn of arbitrary chains : That were a theme might animate the dead , And move the lips of poets ...
... themes like these employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a syren sung . Or tell me , if you can , what power maintains A Briton's scorn of arbitrary chains : That were a theme might animate the dead , And move the lips of poets ...
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... theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee th ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest ...
... theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee th ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest ...
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... theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame ; She pours a sensibility divine Along the nerve of every feeling line . But if a deed , not tamely to be borne , Fire ...
... theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame ; She pours a sensibility divine Along the nerve of every feeling line . But if a deed , not tamely to be borne , Fire ...
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... : Neglected talents rust into decay , And every effort ends in push - pin play . The man that means success , should soar above A soldier's feather , or a lady's glove ; 1 Else , summoning the muse to such a theme 14 TABLE TALK .
... : Neglected talents rust into decay , And every effort ends in push - pin play . The man that means success , should soar above A soldier's feather , or a lady's glove ; 1 Else , summoning the muse to such a theme 14 TABLE TALK .
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Æsop Aspasio beneath betimes bids bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms delight design'd distant divine docet dread dream e'en earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fire flowers folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope hour JOHN GILPIN labour land learn'd life's light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind mounted best muse nature never nymph o'er once pain pass'd peace perhaps pity pleasure plebeian poet's praise pride prize proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shame shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue tremble trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste whate'er wind wisdom wisely store wonder worth youth
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Page 371 - 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.
Page 206 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride and soon did meet John coming back amain ; Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Page 201 - Were never folks so glad ; The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad. John Gilpin at his horse's side Seized fast the flowing mane, And up he got, in haste to ride, But soon came down again...
Page 202 - His long red cloak, well brushed 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 203 - Were shatter'd 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...
Page 259 - My panting side was charged when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.^ There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers.
Page 338 - The sum is this : if man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are— As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in His sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 205 - 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.
Page 381 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Page 205 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, " Or why you come at all ?" Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ; And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : "I came because your horse would come, And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, — • They are upon the road.