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amhition beneath blasphemy blest bliss boast breast charms courser dark dear declension deeds deist delight divine dream earth Edmonton eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flower folly fools frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace Greece hallowed ground hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly hids hird hirth hope hour John Gilpin joys land learned light lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never nihil NOSEGAY nymph o'er once peace Pharisee pine-apples pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor praise pride prize prove Rome sacred scene scorn scripture seems shine shore Sighs sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound stand strain stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste whate'er wind wisdom woes wonder zeal
173 ページ - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
204 ページ - ... should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other : But sing and shine by sweet consent, Till life's poor transient night is spent, Respecting in each other's case The gifts of nature and of grace. Those Christians best deserve the name, Who studiously make peace their aim ; Peace both the duty and the prize Of him that creeps and him that flies.
221 ページ - Where they did all get in; Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin. Smack went the whip, round went the wheels, Were never folk so glad, The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad.
225 ページ - So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
225 ページ - But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there; For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
172 ページ - Religion ! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word ! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford : But the sound of the church-going bell These valleys and rocks never heard, Never sighed at the sound of a knell, Or smiled when a Sabbath appeared.
50 ページ - He praised perhaps for ages yet to come, She never heard of half a mile from home : He lost in errors his vain heart prefers, She safe in the simplicity of hers.
221 ページ - John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
201 ページ - Oh no! What! rob our good neighbour! I pray you don't go; Besides the man's poor, his orchard's his bread, Then think of his children, for they must be fed.