Poems, Volume 1T. Johnston, 1803 - 348 pages |
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... . The soFA fuits The gouty limb , ' tis 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 , B3 BOOK 1 . THE SOFA .
... . The soFA fuits The gouty limb , ' tis 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 , B3 BOOK 1 . THE SOFA .
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... true worth , the comforts it affords , And theirs 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 theirs 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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... true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd to compafs earth again . By other hopes and richer fruits than yours . But , though true worth and virtue in the mild And genial foil of cultivated life Thrive moft , and may perhaps thrive ...
... true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd to compafs earth again . By other hopes and richer fruits than yours . But , though true worth and virtue in the mild And genial foil of cultivated life Thrive moft , and may perhaps thrive ...
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... true a heart As any thund'rer there . And I can feel Thy follies too ; and with a just disdain Frown at effeminates , whose very looks Reflect difhonour on the land I love . How , in the name of foldiership and fenfe , Should England ...
... true a heart As any thund'rer there . And I can feel Thy follies too ; and with a just disdain Frown at effeminates , whose very looks Reflect difhonour on the land I love . How , in the name of foldiership and fenfe , Should England ...
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... Breathe foft , Ye clarionets ; and fofter ftill , ye flutes ; That winds and waters , lull'd by magic founds , May bear us fmoothly to the Gailic fhore ! True , we have loft an empire - let it BOOK 11 . THE TIME - PIECE . 45.
... Breathe foft , Ye clarionets ; and fofter ftill , ye flutes ; That winds and waters , lull'd by magic founds , May bear us fmoothly to the Gailic fhore ! True , we have loft an empire - let it BOOK 11 . THE TIME - PIECE . 45.
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Page 36 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; * if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free, They touch our country, and their shackles, fall.
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Page 303 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband 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.
Page 297 - I cried, Shall hear of this thy deed: My dog shall mortify the pride Of man's superior breed: But chief myself I will enjoin, Awake at duty's call, To show a love as prompt as thine To Him who gives me all.
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 301 - Wouldst softly speak and stroke my head and smile — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.
Page 312 - My hat and wig will soon be here, They are upon the road. The calender, right glad to find His friend in merry pin...
Page 344 - Fleecy locks and black complexion Cannot forfeit nature's claim ; Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same Why did all-creating Nature Make the plant for which we toil?
Page 305 - Where they did all get in, Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin. Smack went the whip, round went the wheels, Were never folk so glad ; The stones did rattle underneath As if Cheapside were mad.
Page 304 - He soon replied, I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. • I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender Will lend his horse to go.