Poems, Volume 1J. Johnson, 1782 - 359 páginas |
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... Hours of Idleness , first edition , 10 % . 5s .; Odes , by William Collins , 1747 , first edition , 107. 12s . 6d . ; Cowper's Poems , first edition ( published by J. Johnson , 1782 ) , of which it is believed only three or four copies ...
... Hours of Idleness , first edition , 10 % . 5s .; Odes , by William Collins , 1747 , first edition , 107. 12s . 6d . ; Cowper's Poems , first edition ( published by J. Johnson , 1782 ) , of which it is believed only three or four copies ...
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... hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his pow'r , Then grace the boney phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder knot and gay cockade , Cloath the twin brethren in each other's dress , The fame their occupation and ...
... hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his pow'r , Then grace the boney phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder knot and gay cockade , Cloath the twin brethren in each other's dress , The fame their occupation and ...
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... hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own , Subferviency his praife , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nations hunt , all mark thee for a prey , They fwarm around ...
... hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own , Subferviency his praife , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nations hunt , all mark thee for a prey , They fwarm around ...
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... hour already come , And a complete recov'ry ftruck him dumb . But that effeminacy , folly , luft , Enervate and enfeeble , and needs muft , And that a nation fhamefully debas'd , Will be defpis'd and trampl'd on at last , Unless sweet ...
... hour already come , And a complete recov'ry ftruck him dumb . But that effeminacy , folly , luft , Enervate and enfeeble , and needs muft , And that a nation fhamefully debas'd , Will be defpis'd and trampl'd on at last , Unless sweet ...
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... hours , In penury And like a fcatter'd feed at random fown , Was left to fpring by vigor of his own . Lifted at length by dignity of thought , And dint of genius to an affluent lot , He laid his head in luxury's foft lap , And took too ...
... hours , In penury And like a fcatter'd feed at random fown , Was left to fpring by vigor of his own . Lifted at length by dignity of thought , And dint of genius to an affluent lot , He laid his head in luxury's foft lap , And took too ...
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Página 333 - 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.
Página 307 - 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 ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Página 339 - LITTLE inmate, full of mirth Chirping on my kitchen hearth. Wheresoe'er be thine abode, Always harbinger of good, Pay me for thy warm retreat With a song more soft and sweet ; In return thou shalt receive Such a strain as I can give.
Página 71 - Hear the just law — the judgment of the skies! He that hates truth shall be the dupe of lies ; And he that -will be cheated to the last, Delusions strong as hell shall bind him fast.
Página 89 - Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew, And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies.
Página 308 - 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.
Página 102 - Since the dear hour, that brought me to thy foot, And cut up all my follies by the root, I never trusted in an arm but thine, Nor hoped but in thy righteousness divine...
Página 170 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropped upon his Bible was sincere : Assailed by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was, a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Página 317 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Página 89 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store: Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light...