The Book of Gems: Pomfret to BloomfieldSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
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... hear an idiot quote A verse from Horace learn'd by rote . Vice , if it e'er can be abash'd , Must be or ridicul'd or lash'd . If you resent it , who's to blame ? He neither knows you , nor your name . Should vice expect to ' scape ...
... hear an idiot quote A verse from Horace learn'd by rote . Vice , if it e'er can be abash'd , Must be or ridicul'd or lash'd . If you resent it , who's to blame ? He neither knows you , nor your name . Should vice expect to ' scape ...
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... benefactors of human kind ; and may search in vain through the thousand tomes of our poets for so many golden Look back to hear his dying cries , Then mount verses as we find in these " Divine Songs for Children . " 20 ISAAC WATTS .
... benefactors of human kind ; and may search in vain through the thousand tomes of our poets for so many golden Look back to hear his dying cries , Then mount verses as we find in these " Divine Songs for Children . " 20 ISAAC WATTS .
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Samuel Carter Hall. Look back to hear his dying cries , Then mount and see his throne above . See where he languish'd on the cross ; Beneath my sins he groan'd and died ; See where he sits to plead my cause By his almighty Father's side ...
Samuel Carter Hall. Look back to hear his dying cries , Then mount and see his throne above . See where he languish'd on the cross ; Beneath my sins he groan'd and died ; See where he sits to plead my cause By his almighty Father's side ...
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... hear his dying cries , Then mount and see his throne above . See where he languish'd on the cross ; Beneath my sins he groan'd and died ; See where he sits to plead my cause By his almighty Father's side . If I behold his bleeding heart ...
... hear his dying cries , Then mount and see his throne above . See where he languish'd on the cross ; Beneath my sins he groan'd and died ; See where he sits to plead my cause By his almighty Father's side . If I behold his bleeding heart ...
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... hears with pain New oysters cry'd , nor sighs for cheerful ale ; But with his friends , when nightly mists arise , To Juniper's Magpie , or Town - Hall , repairs , Where , mindful of the nymph whose wanton eye Transfix'd his soul and ...
... hears with pain New oysters cry'd , nor sighs for cheerful ale ; But with his friends , when nightly mists arise , To Juniper's Magpie , or Town - Hall , repairs , Where , mindful of the nymph whose wanton eye Transfix'd his soul and ...
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Страница 75 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
Страница 147 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Страница 77 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Страница 33 - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Страница 207 - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
Страница 50 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Страница 120 - Awake, ^Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take : The laughing flowers that round them blow Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong. Thro
Страница 168 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise,— The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Страница 210 - TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY, ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786. WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Страница 167 - Wouldst softly speak and stroke my head and smile — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.