Poems, Volume 1J. Johnson, 1802 |
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... for thee , Seems in their eyes a mercy for thy fake . Such evil fin hath wrought ; and fuch a flame Kindled in heaven , that it burns down to earth , And in the furious inqueft , that it makes On 40 BOOK II . THE TASK .
... for thee , Seems in their eyes a mercy for thy fake . Such evil fin hath wrought ; and fuch a flame Kindled in heaven , that it burns down to earth , And in the furious inqueft , that it makes On 40 BOOK II . THE TASK .
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... heaven In tempefts : quits his grafp upon the winds , And gives them all their fury ; bids a plague Kindle a fiery boil upon the skin , And putrify the breath of blooming health . He calls for famine , and the meagre fiend Blows mildew ...
... heaven In tempefts : quits his grafp upon the winds , And gives them all their fury ; bids a plague Kindle a fiery boil upon the skin , And putrify the breath of blooming health . He calls for famine , and the meagre fiend Blows mildew ...
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... heaven all were ! But hark - the doctor's voice ! -faft wedged between Two empirics he stands , and with fwoln cheeks Infpires the news , his trumpet . Keener far Than all invective is his bold harangue , While through that public organ ...
... heaven all were ! But hark - the doctor's voice ! -faft wedged between Two empirics he stands , and with fwoln cheeks Infpires the news , his trumpet . Keener far Than all invective is his bold harangue , While through that public organ ...
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... heaven would fure grow weary of a world Productive only of a race like our's , A monitor is wood - plank fhaven thin . We wear it at our backs . There , closely braced And neatly fitted , it compreffes hard The prominent and moft ...
... heaven would fure grow weary of a world Productive only of a race like our's , A monitor is wood - plank fhaven thin . We wear it at our backs . There , closely braced And neatly fitted , it compreffes hard The prominent and moft ...
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... heaven's peculiar grace , escape . There we grow early gray , but never wife ; There form connexions , but acquire no friend ; Solicit pleasure hopeless of success ; Waste youth in occupations only fit For fecond childhood , and devote ...
... heaven's peculiar grace , escape . There we grow early gray , but never wife ; There form connexions , but acquire no friend ; Solicit pleasure hopeless of success ; Waste youth in occupations only fit For fecond childhood , and devote ...
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Page 37 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Page 294 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 36 - 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.
Page 145 - The cheerful haunts of man, to wield the axe And drive the wedge in yonder forest drear, From morn to eve his solitary task.
Page 214 - To stroke his azure neck, or to receive The lambent homage of his arrowy tongue. All creatures worship man, and all mankind One Lord, one Father.
Page 31 - 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 threatened in the fields and groves...
Page 206 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 52 - And just proportion, fashionable mien And pretty face, in presence of his God ? Or will he seek to dazzle me with tropes, As with the diamond on his lily hand, And play his brilliant parts before my eyes, When I am hungry for the bread of life ? He mocks his Maker, prostitutes and shames His noble office, and, instead of truth, Displaying his own beauty, starves his flock. Therefore avaunt all attitude, and stare, And start theatric, practised at the glass. I seek divine simplicity in him Who handles...
Page 206 - Sacred to neatness and repose, the alcove, The chamber, or refectory, may die : A necessary act incurs no blame. Not so when, held within their proper bounds, And guiltless of offence, they range the air...
Page 193 - The forms with which he sprinkles all the earth. Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.