Churchill, 1764, to Johnson, 1784Thomas Campbell J. Murray, 1819 |
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... fall three paces back ? Why paces three return to the attack ? Why is the right - leg too forbid to stir , Unless in motion semicircular ? Why must the hero with the nailor vie , And hurl the close - clench'd fist at nose or eye ? In ...
... fall three paces back ? Why paces three return to the attack ? Why is the right - leg too forbid to stir , Unless in motion semicircular ? Why must the hero with the nailor vie , And hurl the close - clench'd fist at nose or eye ? In ...
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... falls short , ' tis nature's fault alone ; Where he succeeds , the merit's all his own . Last Garrick came . - Behind him throng a train Of snarling critics , ignorant as vain . One finds out- " He's of stature somewhat low- " Your hero ...
... falls short , ' tis nature's fault alone ; Where he succeeds , the merit's all his own . Last Garrick came . - Behind him throng a train Of snarling critics , ignorant as vain . One finds out- " He's of stature somewhat low- " Your hero ...
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... fall , the dew distil ; When to our wishes nature cannot rise , Art shall be task'd to grant us fresh supplies . His brawny arm shall drudging labour strain , And for our pleasure suffer daily pain ; Trade shall for us exert her utmost ...
... fall , the dew distil ; When to our wishes nature cannot rise , Art shall be task'd to grant us fresh supplies . His brawny arm shall drudging labour strain , And for our pleasure suffer daily pain ; Trade shall for us exert her utmost ...
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... falling tear , Though my body must remove , All my soul will still be here . All my soul , and all my heart , And every wish shall pant for you ; One kind kiss then ere we part , Drop a tear and bid adieu . ROBERT LLOYD . BORN 1733 ...
... falling tear , Though my body must remove , All my soul will still be here . All my soul , and all my heart , And every wish shall pant for you ; One kind kiss then ere we part , Drop a tear and bid adieu . ROBERT LLOYD . BORN 1733 ...
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... fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine . But what are ye ? — Thou , who didst put to flight Primeval silence , when the morning stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That 50 ...
... fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine . But what are ye ? — Thou , who didst put to flight Primeval silence , when the morning stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That 50 ...
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Էջ 284 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Էջ 285 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Էջ 290 - And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Էջ 291 - That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly...
Էջ 286 - The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew : Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he ; Full well the busy whisper circling round, Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned.
Էջ 191 - Cold is Cadwallo's tongue, That hush'd the stormy main : Brave Urien sleeps upon his craggy bed : Mountains, ye mourn in vain Modred, whose magic song Made huge Plinlimmon bow his cloudtopt head. On dreary Arvon's shore they lie, Smear'd with gore, and ghastly pale : Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by.
Էջ 440 - Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee; Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. See nations slowly wise, and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust.
Էջ 288 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen, who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'T is yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Էջ 47 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Էջ 287 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair, To sweet oblivion of his daily care ; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale...