Poetry of The Anti-Jacobin [by G. Canning and others].1807 |
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Abbey All-Fours ANTI-JACOBIN arms atque Author Ballynahinch band Beef Beefington blood brave breast Britain British CANTO Casimere Cecilia charms Chepstow Castle Count Benyowsky COUNT of WEIMAR country's crimes DACTYLICS delight Didactic Poems Duke e'er England English eyes fair fair Isle fame feelings fire flame France Freedom French Friend FRIEND OF HUMANITY Gallia German Guillotine hand head hear heart HIGGINS hope imitation Isle Jacobin King Knight Templar land Landlady laws Lepaux Liberty lines Matilda metonymy morals Morning Chronicle Muse niversity of Gottingen Number nymphs o'er passion patriot peace poet poetry praise principles Pudd Pudding field Puddingfield quæ rage rapine Readers Rogero round Sapphic savage scene shore Sirmio smile song soul sweet tell thee thine thou tion translation triumph Trou true truth Tunis verse virtue Waiter wave Weimar wild Young Pottingen
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11 ページ - Was it the squire ? or parson of the parish ? Or the attorney ? ' Was it the squire, for killing of his game ? or Covetous parson, for his tithes distraining ? Or roguish lawyer, made you lose your little All in a lawsuit ? ' (Have you not read the Rights of Man, by Tom Paine ?) Drops of compassion tremble on my eyelids, Ready to fall, as soon as you have told your Pitiful story.
6 ページ - She scream'd for fresh geneva. Not to her Did the blithe fields of Tothill, or thy street, St. Giles, its fair varieties expand, Till at the last, in slow-drawn cart, she went To execution. Dost thou ask her crime ? SHE WHIPP'D TWO FEMALE PRENTICES TO DEATH, AND HID THEM IN THE COAL-HOLE; for her mind Shaped strictest plans of discipline.
224 ページ - France at our doors, he sees no danger nigh, But heaves for Turkey's woes the impartial sigh ; A steady Patriot of the World alone, The friend of every country — but his own.
228 ページ - Both must be blamed, both pardon'd ; — 'twas just so With Fox and Pitt full forty years ago ; So Walpole, Pulteney ; — factions in all times, Have had their follies, ministers their crimes.' Give me the avow'd, the erect, the manly foe, Bold I can meet — perhaps may turn his blow ; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save, save, oh! save me from the Candid Friend ! ' Barras loves plunder, — Merlin takes a bribe, — What then?
177 ページ - Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U — — niversity of Gottingen, — — niversity of Gottingen.
168 ページ - And classic Buskins soil'da British stage. To-night our bard, who scorns pedantic rules, His plot has borrow'd from the German schools; The German schools — where no dull maxims bind The bold expansion of the electric mind. Fix'd to no period, circled by no space, He leaps the flaming bounds of time and place. Round the dark confines of the forest raves, With gentle Robbers...
178 ページ - Sweet kerchief, check'd with heavenly blue Which once my love sat knotting in ! — Alas ! Matilda then was true ! At least I thought so at the U— — niversity of Gottingen — — niversity of Gottingen.
6 ページ - She whipped two female prentices to death, And hid them in the coal-hole ; for her mind Shaped strictest plans of discipline. Sage schemes ! Such as Lycurgus taught, when at the shrine Of the Orthyan goddess he bade flog The little Spartans; such as erst chastised Our Milton when at college. For this act Did Brownrigg swing. Harsh laws! But time shall come, When France shall reign, and laws be all repealed.
179 ページ - Sun, moon, and thou vain world, adieu, That kings and priests are plotting in : Here doom'd to starve on water gru — — el never shall I see the U — — niversity of Gottingen — — niversity of Gottingen.
116 ページ - Let playful PENDULES quick vibration feel, While silent CYCLOIS rests upon her wheel ; Let HYDROSTATICS, simpering as they go, Lead the light Naiads on fantastic toe ; Let shrill ACOUSTICS tune the tiny lyre ; With EUCLID sage fair ALGEBRA conspire ; The obedient pulley strong MECHANICS ply, And wanton OPTICS roll the melting eye...