Poems, Том 2J. Johnson, 1800 |
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... true ; but gouty limb , Though on a sofa , may I never feel : For I have lov'd the rural walk through lanes Of graffy fwarth , clofe cropt by nibbling sheep , And fkirted thick with intertexture firm Of thorny boughs ; have lov'd the ...
... true ; but gouty limb , Though on a sofa , may I never feel : For I have lov'd the rural walk through lanes Of graffy fwarth , clofe cropt by nibbling sheep , And fkirted thick with intertexture firm Of thorny boughs ; have lov'd the ...
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... true worth , the comforts it affords , And their's alone feems worthy of the name . Good health , and , its affociate in most , Good temper ; fpirits prompt to undertake , And not foon spent , though in an arduous task ; The pow'rs of ...
... true worth , the comforts it affords , And their's alone feems worthy of the name . Good health , and , its affociate in most , Good temper ; fpirits prompt to undertake , And not foon spent , though in an arduous task ; The pow'rs of ...
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... not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Difinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd , to compafs earth again , 30 BOOK I. THE TASK .
... not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Difinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd , to compafs earth again , 30 BOOK I. THE TASK .
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... true worth and virtue in the mild And genial foil of cultivated life Thrive moft , and may perhaps thrive only there , Yet not in cities oft : in proud and gay And gain - devoted cities . Thither flow , As to a common and most noisome ...
... true worth and virtue in the mild And genial foil of cultivated life Thrive moft , and may perhaps thrive only there , Yet not in cities oft : in proud and gay And gain - devoted cities . Thither flow , As to a common and most noisome ...
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... true a heart As any thund'rer there . And I can feel Thy follies , too ; and with a juft disdain Frown at effeminates , whofe very looks Reflect dishonour on the land I love . How , in the name of foldiership and sense , Should England ...
... true a heart As any thund'rer there . And I can feel Thy follies , too ; and with a juft disdain Frown at effeminates , whofe very looks Reflect dishonour on the land I love . How , in the name of foldiership and sense , Should England ...
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