Poems, Τόμος 2J. Johnson, 1800 |
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Σελίδα 16
... light the graceful arch , Yet awful as the confecrated roof Re - echoing pious anthems ! while beneath The chequer'd earth feems restless as a flood Brush'd by the wind . So fportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as ...
... light the graceful arch , Yet awful as the confecrated roof Re - echoing pious anthems ! while beneath The chequer'd earth feems restless as a flood Brush'd by the wind . So fportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as ...
Σελίδα 19
... far lovelier . I admire- None more admires - the painter's magic skill Who fhows me that which I fhall never fee , Conveys a diftant country into mine , And throws Italian light on English walls : But imitative C 2 BOOK I. 19 THE SOFA .
... far lovelier . I admire- None more admires - the painter's magic skill Who fhows me that which I fhall never fee , Conveys a diftant country into mine , And throws Italian light on English walls : But imitative C 2 BOOK I. 19 THE SOFA .
Σελίδα 20
... light : His cheek recovers foon its healthful hue ; His eye relumines its extinguifh'd fires ; He walks , he leaps , he runs - is wing'd with joy , And riots in the fweets of ev'ry breeze . He does not scorn it , who has long endur'd A ...
... light : His cheek recovers foon its healthful hue ; His eye relumines its extinguifh'd fires ; He walks , he leaps , he runs - is wing'd with joy , And riots in the fweets of ev'ry breeze . He does not scorn it , who has long endur'd A ...
Σελίδα 34
... light they with , Birds warbling all the mufic . We can spare The fplendour of your lamps ; they but eclipse Our fofter fatellite . Your fongs confound Our more harmonious notes : the thrush departs Scar'd , and th ' offended ...
... light they with , Birds warbling all the mufic . We can spare The fplendour of your lamps ; they but eclipse Our fofter fatellite . Your fongs confound Our more harmonious notes : the thrush departs Scar'd , and th ' offended ...
Σελίδα 46
... light fkiff , The sport of ev'ry wave ? No : none are clear , And none than we more guilty . But , where all Stand chargeable with guilt , and to the fhafts Of wrath obnoxious , God may choose his mark : May punish , if he please , the ...
... light fkiff , The sport of ev'ry wave ? No : none are clear , And none than we more guilty . But , where all Stand chargeable with guilt , and to the fhafts Of wrath obnoxious , God may choose his mark : May punish , if he please , the ...
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Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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?
Σελίδα 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.
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 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...