The Works of Thomas Chatterton ...: Life of Chatterton, by G. Gregory. Miscellaneous poems

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Страница 130 - Eternal acts is right. Oh teach me in the trying hour, When anguish swells the dewy tear, To still my sorrows, own thy power, Thy goodness love, thy justice fear. If in this bosom aught but Thee Encroaching sought a boundless sway, Omniscience could the danger see, And Mercy look the cause away. Then why, my soul, dost thou complain? Why drooping seek the dark recess? Shake off the melancholy chain, For God created all to bless.
Страница 129 - God ! whose thunder shakes the sky, Whose eye this atom globe surveys, To Thee, my only rock, I fly, Thy mercy in Thy justice praise. The mystic mazes of Thy will, The shadows of celestial light, Are past the power of human skill — But what the Eternal acts is right.
Страница 5 - Impelled by His eternal love, He left His palaces above To cheer our gloomy sky. How shall we celebrate the day, When God appeared in mortal clay, The mark of worldly scorn ; When the...
Страница 99 - Catcott has done me the honour to criticise my Trifles. I have taken great poetical liberties and what I dislike in Verse possibly deserves my approbation in the plain Prose of Truth. — The many admirers of Mr. Catcott may on perusal of this rank me as an Enemy : But I am indifferent in all things, I value neither the praise or the censure of the Multitude.
Страница 124 - Horrid idea ! if on rolls of fame The twentieth century only find thy name, Unnoticed this, in prose or tagging flower, He left his dinner to ascend the tower ! Then, what avails thy anxious spitting pain ? Thy laugh-provoking labours are in vain. On matrimonial pewter set thy hand ; Hammer with...
Страница 12 - Thro' the dark covering of the midnight sky, Whose arm directs the close-embattled host, And sinks the labouring vessels on the coast ; Chalma, whose excellence is known from far ; From Lupa's rocky hill to Calabar. The guardian god of Afric and the isles, Where nature in her strongest vigour smiles ; Where the blue blossom of the forky thorn, Bends with the nectar of the op'ning morn : Where ginger's aromatic, matted root, Creep through the mead, and up the mountains shoot.
Страница 62 - Treason's hand set up, in spite Of George's title, William's right ; Look up, ye Britons ! cease to sigh, For your redemption draweth nigh.
Страница 235 - Air. If Jove should pretend that he governs the skies, I swear by this liquor his thundership lies ; A slave to his bottle, he governs by wine, And all must confess he's a servant of mine. Air changes. Rosy, sparkling, powerful wine, All the joys of life are thine ! Search the drinking world around, Bacchus ev'rywhere sits crown'd : Whilst we lift the flowing bowl, Unregarded thunders roll.
Страница 61 - s jetty head; Look up, ye Britons! cease to sigh, For your redemption draweth nigh. When civil power shall snore at ease ; While soldiers fire — to keep the peace ; When murders sanctuary find, And petticoats can Justice blind ; Look up, ye Britons ! cease to sigh, For your redemption draweth nigh.
Страница lxii - On the other hand, unpopular essays will not even be accepted, and you must pay to have them printed ; but then you seldom lose by it. Courtiers are so sensible of their deficiency in merit, that they generally reward all who know how to daub them with the appearance of it.

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