The TaskJohn Sharpe, Piccadilly, 1817 - 188 halaman |
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Halaman 108
... plebeian minds Once simple are initiated in arts , Which some may practise with politer grace , But none with readier skill ! - ' tis here they learn The road , that leads from competence and peace To indigence and rapine ; till at last ...
... plebeian minds Once simple are initiated in arts , Which some may practise with politer grace , But none with readier skill ! - ' tis here they learn The road , that leads from competence and peace To indigence and rapine ; till at last ...
Halaman 201
... plebeians we condemn , With so much reason all expect from them . But families of less illustrious fame , Whose chief distinction is their spotless name , Whose heirs , their honours none , their income small , Must shine by true desert ...
... plebeians we condemn , With so much reason all expect from them . But families of less illustrious fame , Whose chief distinction is their spotless name , Whose heirs , their honours none , their income small , Must shine by true desert ...
Halaman 212
... plebeian fame , Find it expedient , come what mischief may , To entertain a thief or two in pay ( And they that can afford th ' expense of more , Some half a dozen , and some half a score ) , Great cause occurs to save him from à band ...
... plebeian fame , Find it expedient , come what mischief may , To entertain a thief or two in pay ( And they that can afford th ' expense of more , Some half a dozen , and some half a score ) , Great cause occurs to save him from à band ...
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beauty beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms clime delights design'd distant divine dream Earth ease Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fear feed feel flow'r folly form'd FOUNDATIONE fountain of eternal frown fruits give glory grace grave groves hand happy heart Heav'n honour human INNER TEMPLE JOHN SHARPE king labour learn'd less live lost lyre mercy Mighty winds mind mischief nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once palmistry peace perhaps PICCADILLY plac'd pleas'd pleasures plebeian polish'd pow'r praise proud rapture RICHARD WESTALL riddance rude rural sacred sake scene schools scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight slaves sleep sloth smile SOFA song soon soul sound stroke sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil touch'd trembling truth twas virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise worth youth
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Halaman 32 - 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.
Halaman 143 - Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
Halaman 154 - No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes and more than half...
Halaman 159 - The Lord of all, Himself through all diffused, Sustains and is the' life of all that lives. Nature iS but a name for an effect Whose cause is God.
Halaman 10 - Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Halaman 10 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore...
Halaman 45 - I would express him simple, grave, sincere ; In doctrine uncorrupt ; in language plain ; And plain in manner. Decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture. Much impressed Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Halaman 157 - And of an humbler growth, the other tall, And throwing up into the darkest gloom Of neighbouring cypress, or more sable yew, Her silver globes, light as the foamy surf That the wind severs from the broken wave...
Halaman 145 - Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought. Brutes graze the mountain-top, with faces prone, And eyes intent upon the scanty herb It yields them ; or, recumbent on its brow, Ruminate heedless of the scene outspread Beneath, beyond, and stretching far away From inland regions to the distant main.
Halaman 65 - 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.