PoemsNelson, 1841 - 423 páginas |
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... charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ! The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ) The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs , who ...
... charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ! The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ) The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs , who ...
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... charge , the press , The Muse instructed a well - nurtured train Of abler votaries to cleanse the stain , And claim the palm for purity of : song , That Lewdness had usurp'd and worn so long . Then decent Pleasantry and sterling Sense ...
... charge , the press , The Muse instructed a well - nurtured train Of abler votaries to cleanse the stain , And claim the palm for purity of : song , That Lewdness had usurp'd and worn so long . Then decent Pleasantry and sterling Sense ...
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... charge to blacken and traduce ; Though Butler's wit , Pope's numbers , Prior's ease , With all that fancy can invent to please , Adorn the polish'd periods as they fall , One madrigal of theirs is worth them all . A. ' Twould thin the ...
... charge to blacken and traduce ; Though Butler's wit , Pope's numbers , Prior's ease , With all that fancy can invent to please , Adorn the polish'd periods as they fall , One madrigal of theirs is worth them all . A. ' Twould thin the ...
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... charge , he could betray no trust ; And , if he fell , would fall because he must ; If Love reward him , or if Vengeance strike , His recompense in both unjust alike . Divine authority within his breast Brings every thought , word ...
... charge , he could betray no trust ; And , if he fell , would fall because he must ; If Love reward him , or if Vengeance strike , His recompense in both unjust alike . Divine authority within his breast Brings every thought , word ...
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... chase , and headlong leaps , True beagle as the staunchest hound he keeps , Charged with the folly of his life's mad scene , He takes offence , and wonders what you mean ; The joy , the danger , and the toil o'erpays- 22 PROGRESS OF ERROR .
... chase , and headlong leaps , True beagle as the staunchest hound he keeps , Charged with the folly of his life's mad scene , He takes offence , and wonders what you mean ; The joy , the danger , and the toil o'erpays- 22 PROGRESS OF ERROR .
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Términos y frases comunes
Æsop Aspasio beneath betimes bids bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms delight design'd distant divine docet dread dream e'en earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fire flowers folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope hour JOHN GILPIN labour land learn'd life's light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind mounted best muse nature never nymph o'er once pain pass'd peace perhaps pity pleasure plebeian poet's praise pride prize proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shame shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue tremble trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste whate'er wind wisdom wisely store wonder worth youth
Pasajes populares
Página 371 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Página 206 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride and soon did meet John coming back amain ; Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Página 201 - Were never folks so glad ; The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad. John Gilpin at his horse's side Seized fast the flowing mane, And up he got, in haste to ride, But soon came down again...
Página 202 - His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones, With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which galled him in his seat. So "Fair and softly...
Página 203 - Were shatter'd 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...
Página 259 - My panting side was charged when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.^ There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers.
Página 338 - 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.
Página 205 - My head is twice as big as yours. They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away, That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Página 381 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Página 205 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, " Or why you come at all ?" Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ; And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : "I came because your horse would come, And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, — • They are upon the road.