Poems, Volume 1J. Johnson, 1808 - 438 pages |
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... Hast thou incurr'd His anger , who can waste thee with a word , Who poises and proportions sea and land , Weighing them in the hollow of his hand , And in whose awful sight all nations seem As grasshoppers EXPOSTULATION .
... Hast thou incurr'd His anger , who can waste thee with a word , Who poises and proportions sea and land , Weighing them in the hollow of his hand , And in whose awful sight all nations seem As grasshoppers EXPOSTULATION .
Page 86
... seene defac'd , And prais'd the wrath that laid her beauties waste . Far be the thought from any verse of mine , And farther still the form'd and fix'd design , To thrust the charge of deeds that I detest Against 86 EXPOSTULATION ,
... seene defac'd , And prais'd the wrath that laid her beauties waste . Far be the thought from any verse of mine , And farther still the form'd and fix'd design , To thrust the charge of deeds that I detest Against 86 EXPOSTULATION ,
Page 90
... waste thy life in arms , or lay it down In causeless feuds and bickerings of their own . Thy parliaments ador'd , on bended knees , The sovereignty they were conven'd to please ; Whate'er was ask'd , too timid to resist , Complied with ...
... waste thy life in arms , or lay it down In causeless feuds and bickerings of their own . Thy parliaments ador'd , on bended knees , The sovereignty they were conven'd to please ; Whate'er was ask'd , too timid to resist , Complied with ...
Page 95
... waste and wild abuse destroy , But , above all , reflect - how cheap soe'er Those rights , that millions envy thee , appear , And , though resolv'd to risk them , and swim down The tide of pleasure , heedless of his frown- That ...
... waste and wild abuse destroy , But , above all , reflect - how cheap soe'er Those rights , that millions envy thee , appear , And , though resolv'd to risk them , and swim down The tide of pleasure , heedless of his frown- That ...
Page 97
... please : And truth alone , where'er my life be cast , the art . } In scenes of plenty or the pining waste , Shall be my chosen theme , my glory to the last . VOL . I. HOPE . -doceas iter et sacra ostia pandas . VIRG EXPOSTULATION . 97.
... please : And truth alone , where'er my life be cast , the art . } In scenes of plenty or the pining waste , Shall be my chosen theme , my glory to the last . VOL . I. HOPE . -doceas iter et sacra ostia pandas . VIRG EXPOSTULATION . 97.
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beams beneath bids blasphemy blessing blest boast BODHAM call'd cerned charms Christian Cowper dark dear deeds delight divine dream e'en earth Edmonton eternal eyes faith fancy fear feel fire folly fools form'd frown GEORGE ROMNEY Gilpin give glory God's grace Greece hand happy hast heart heaven heavenly hope hour Iliad INNER TEMPLE John Gilpin land learn'd light lov'd lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never o'er once Parnassian peace pharisee pleasure poet poet's praise prayer pride sacred scenes scorn scripture seem'd shine sight skies smile song soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine Thomas Gifford thou thought thousand toil tongue trembling trifler true truth Twas verse VIRG virtue waste whate'er WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM HAYLEY wisdom woes youth zeal
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Page 184 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' ' Good lack,' quoth he — ' yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Page 4 - Now when Daniel knew that the writing was signed, he went into his house; and his windows being open in his chamber toward Jerusalem, he kneeled upon his knees three times a day, and prayed, and gave thanks before his God, as he did aforetime.
Page 189 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware!" So, turning to his horse, he said, "I am in haste to dine; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Page 48 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store, Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night, Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light...
Page 187 - Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Page 185 - So, fair and softly, John he cried, But John he cried in vain ; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Page 104 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere ; Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Page 218 - Not long beneath the whelming brine, Expert to swim, he lay; Nor soon he felt his strength decline, Or courage die away: But waged with death a lasting strife, Supported by despair of life.
Page 217 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign; Yet gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!
Page 188 - His neighbour in such trim, Laid down his pipe, flew to the gate, And thus accosted him: What news? what news? your tidings tell; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bare-headed you are come, Or why you come at all ? Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke!