Poems, Volume 1J. Johnson, 1806 |
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... Prize it , ye ministers ; ye monarchs , spare ; Ye patriots , guard it with a miser's care . A. Patriots , alas ! the few that have been found , Where most they flourish , upon English ground ,. The country's need have scantily supplied ...
... Prize it , ye ministers ; ye monarchs , spare ; Ye patriots , guard it with a miser's care . A. Patriots , alas ! the few that have been found , Where most they flourish , upon English ground ,. The country's need have scantily supplied ...
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... prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry ; a gallant christian race , Patterns of every virtue , every grace , Confessed a God ; they kneeled before they fought , And praised him in the victories he wrought . Now from ...
... prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry ; a gallant christian race , Patterns of every virtue , every grace , Confessed a God ; they kneeled before they fought , And praised him in the victories he wrought . Now from ...
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... prize belongs to none but the sincere , The least obliquity is fatal here . With caution taste the sweet Circean cup : He that sips often , at last drinks it up . Habits are soon assumed ; but when we strive To strip them off , ' tis ...
... prize belongs to none but the sincere , The least obliquity is fatal here . With caution taste the sweet Circean cup : He that sips often , at last drinks it up . Habits are soon assumed ; but when we strive To strip them off , ' tis ...
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... prize . Grace leads the right way : if you choose the wrong , Take it and perish ; but restrain your tongue ; Charge not , with light sufficient , and left free , Your wilful suicide on God's decree . Oh how unlike the complex works of ...
... prize . Grace leads the right way : if you choose the wrong , Take it and perish ; but restrain your tongue ; Charge not , with light sufficient , and left free , Your wilful suicide on God's decree . Oh how unlike the complex works of ...
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... prize . Envy , ye great , the dull unlettered small : Ye have much cause for envy - but not all . We boast some rich ones whom the gospel sways , And one who wears a coronet and prays ; Like gleanings of an olive - tree they show , Here ...
... prize . Envy , ye great , the dull unlettered small : Ye have much cause for envy - but not all . We boast some rich ones whom the gospel sways , And one who wears a coronet and prays ; Like gleanings of an olive - tree they show , Here ...
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Page 423 - Until he came unto the 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 417 - 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 419 - 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 298 - Tis easy to resign a toilsome place, But not to manage leisure with a grace; Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant, is a mind distress'd.
Page 322 - Ye winds ! that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 431 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown : No traveller ever reached that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briars in his road.
Page 304 - a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper solitude is sweet.
Page 375 - All sustain'd by patience, taught us Only by a broken heart! / Deem our nation brutes no longer, Till some reason ye shall find Worthier of regard, and stronger Than the colour of our kind. Slaves of gold, whose sordid dealings Tarnish all your boasted powers, Prove that you have human feelings, Ere you proudly question ours ! PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS.
Page 320 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Page 414 - 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.