The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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Apicius array'd bard battle of Minden bear Behold bless'd breast breath call'd catamites Churchill reign court Covent Garden coward Crape crimes crown curse dare decreed disgrace doth dull Dulman E'en earth fair fair isle faith fame Fancy fate fear feel fix'd foes folly fools fops force friends gainst Geryon give Gotham sing grace grave grown hand hath head heart Heaven honest honour hour justice king land live look'd lord maidenhead mankind mannerist mean mighty mind monarch Muse Nature Nature's ne'er never night North Briton o'er pass'd poet Pomposo praises hung pride proud pursue reason rhyme sacred scorn seem'd sense shame slave sleep smile solemn soul spirit stand taught thee things thou thought Thrice throne tongue trembling truth turn'd vile virtue wear Whate'er whilst wild William Whitehead wish'd ye happy Gothamites zeal
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189. oldal - Fly round the court, e'en when, compell'd by form, He seems most calm, his soul is in a storm. Care, like a spectre, seen by him alone, With all her nest of vipers, round his throne By day crawls full in view; when Night bids sleep, Sweet nurse of Nature!
73. oldal - He for subscribers baits his hook, And takes your cash ; but where's the book ? No matter where; wise fear, you know, Forbids the robbing of a foe; But what, to serve our private ends, Forbids the cheating of our friends...
251. oldal - Thus, or in any better way they please, With these great men, or with great men like these, Let them their appetite for laughter feed ; I on my Journey all alone proceed.
241. oldal - Ourselves are to ourselves the cause of ill; We may be independent, if we will. The man who suits his spirit to his state Stands on an equal footing with the great; Moguls themselves are not more rich, and he Who rules the English nation, not more free. Chains were not...
161. oldal - And, dumb to others' praise, be loud in mine. Rejoice, ye happy Gothamites! rejoice; Lift up your voice on high, a mighty voice, The voice of gladness; and on every tongue, In strains of gratitude, be praises hung, The praises of so great and good a king: Shall Churchill reign, and shall not Gotham sing?
43. oldal - Whose every word is sense and law, For what his greatness hath decreed, Like laws of Persia and of Mede, Sacred through all the realm of Wit, Must never of repeal admit...
247. oldal - SOME of my friends, (for friends I must suppose All, who, not daring to appear my foes, Feign great good will, and, not more full of spite Than full of craft, under false colours fight) Some of my friends, (so lavishly I print) As more in sorrow than in anger...
150. oldal - Ere Europe's sons were known, and Europe's crimes ! Gold, cursed gold ! slept in the womb of Earth, Unfelt its mischiefs, as unknown its worth ; In full content he found the truest wealth ; In toil he found diversion, food, and health ; Stranger to ease and luxury of courts, His sports were labours, and his labours sports ; His youth was hardy, and his old age green; Life's morn was vig'rous, and her eve serene...
180. oldal - Unhappy Stuart! harshly though that name Grates on my ear, I should have died with shame To see my king before his subjects stand, And at their bar hold up his royal hand; At their commands to hear the monarch plead, By their decrees to see that monarch bleed...
108. oldal - With paper crowns, and toys of paste ; She jigg'd, and playing on the flute, Spread raptures o'er the soul of Bute, Big with vast hopes, some mighty plan, Which wrought the busy soul of man...