Poems, 2. kötetJ. Johnson, 1800 |
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. oldal
... particular , allowed their due praise , but cenfured . -Fete champetre . The book concludes with a reflection on the fatal effects of dissipation and effe- minacy upon our public meafures . THE TASK . : BOOK Ι . THE SOFA .
... particular , allowed their due praise , but cenfured . -Fete champetre . The book concludes with a reflection on the fatal effects of dissipation and effe- minacy upon our public meafures . THE TASK . : BOOK Ι . THE SOFA .
7. oldal
... worth And well - tried virtues , could alone inspire- Witness a joy that thou hast doubled long . Thou know'st my praise of nature most fincere , And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve FOOK I. 7 THE SOFA .
... worth And well - tried virtues , could alone inspire- Witness a joy that thou hast doubled long . Thou know'st my praise of nature most fincere , And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve FOOK I. 7 THE SOFA .
9. oldal
... Praise justly due to those that I describe . Nor rural fights alone , but rural sounds , Exhilarate the spirit , and restore The tone of languid Nature . Mighty winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient growth ...
... Praise justly due to those that I describe . Nor rural fights alone , but rural sounds , Exhilarate the spirit , and restore The tone of languid Nature . Mighty winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient growth ...
33. oldal
... praise . Now mark a spot or two , That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair May yet be foul ; so witty , yet not wife . It is not seemly , nor of good report , That she is flack in ...
... praise . Now mark a spot or two , That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair May yet be foul ; so witty , yet not wife . It is not seemly , nor of good report , That she is flack in ...
49. oldal
... praise and boast enough In ev'ry clime , and travel where we might , That we were born her children . Praise enough To fill th ' ambition of a private man , That Chatham's language was his mother tongue , And Wolfe's great name ...
... praise and boast enough In ev'ry clime , and travel where we might , That we were born her children . Praise enough To fill th ' ambition of a private man , That Chatham's language was his mother tongue , And Wolfe's great name ...
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327. oldal - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
40. oldal - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
119. oldal - tis the twanging horn ! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright...
335. oldal - Said Gilpin — So am I ! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
40. oldal - As human Nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps when she sees inflicted on a beast.
41. oldal - Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country and their shackles fall.
34. oldal - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
56. oldal - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own — Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design.
189. oldal - Are they not his by a peculiar right, And by an emphasis of interest his, Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy, Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love That plann'd, and built, and still upholds a world So...
333. oldal - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...