The poetical works of Isaac Wilkinson


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91 ページ - Think not, when all your scanty stores afford Is spread at once upon the sparing board ; Think not, when worn the homely robe appears, While, on the roof, the howling tempest bears ; What farther shall this feeble life sustain, And what shall clothe these shivering limbs again. Say, does not life its nourishment exceed ? And the fair body its investing weed ? Behold...
91 ページ - For others, when we hold it forth, They, in their pride, the boon refuse. By long experience taught, we now Can rightly judge of friends and foes, Can all the worth of these allow...
64 ページ - Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay! Hark, as the smouldering piles with thunder fall, A thousand shrieks for hopeless mercy call! Earth shook— red meteors flash'd along the sky, And conscious Nature shudder'd at the cry!
34 ページ - Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din : Whatever creed be taught or land be trod, Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
16 ページ - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
80 ページ - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
90 ページ - Behold! and look away your low despair— See the light tenants of the barren air: To them, nor stores, nor granaries belong, Nought but the woodland and the pleasing song; Yet, your kind heavenly Father bends his eye On the least wing that flits along the sky...
94 ページ - What sounds of brazen wheels, what thunder, scare And stun the reader with the din of war ! With fear my spirits and my blood retire To see the seraphs sunk in clouds of fire ; But when with eager steps from hence I rise. And view the first gay...
100 ページ - I have warr'd with a world which vanquish'd me only When the meteor of conquest allured me too far ; I have coped with the nations which dread me thus lonely, The last single Captive to millions in war.
73 ページ - Who, sternly marking on his native soil, The blood, the tears, the anguish, and the toil, Shall bid each righteous heart exult, to see Peace to the slave, and vengeance on the free ! Yet, yet, degraded men ! th...