PoemsJohn Bumpus, 1818 - 420 ページ |
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... hands misplaced , Those ensigns of dominion , how disgraced ! The glass that bids man mark the fleeting hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his power ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's shoulder ...
... hands misplaced , Those ensigns of dominion , how disgraced ! The glass that bids man mark the fleeting hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his power ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's shoulder ...
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... hand and glove . Leave kingly backs to cope with kingly cares ; They have their weight to carry , subjects their's ; Poets , of all men , ever least regret Increasing taxes and the nation's debt . Could you contrive the payment , and ...
... hand and glove . Leave kingly backs to cope with kingly cares ; They have their weight to carry , subjects their's ; Poets , of all men , ever least regret Increasing taxes and the nation's debt . Could you contrive the payment , and ...
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... hand , As well at large in Britain's chartered land . B. No. Freedom has a thousand charms to show , That slaves , howe'er contented , never know . The mind attains beneath her happy reign The growth , that nature meant she should ...
... hand , As well at large in Britain's chartered land . B. No. Freedom has a thousand charms to show , That slaves , howe'er contented , never know . The mind attains beneath her happy reign The growth , that nature meant she should ...
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... hand Would strive to make a Paul or Tully stand : No sycophant or slave , that dared oppose Her sacred cause , but trembled when he rose ; And every venal stickler for the yoke Felt himself crushed at the first word he spoke . Such men ...
... hand Would strive to make a Paul or Tully stand : No sycophant or slave , that dared oppose Her sacred cause , but trembled when he rose ; And every venal stickler for the yoke Felt himself crushed at the first word he spoke . Such men ...
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... usurped command , And bend her polished neck beneath his hand ( A dire effect , by one of nature's laws Unchangeably connected with its cause ) ; But Providence himself will intervene To throw his dark displeasure TABLE TALK . 11.
... usurped command , And bend her polished neck beneath his hand ( A dire effect , by one of nature's laws Unchangeably connected with its cause ) ; But Providence himself will intervene To throw his dark displeasure TABLE TALK . 11.
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Aspasio beneath bids blest boast breath cause charms dæmons deem delight distant divine docet dream e'en earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fire flower folly frown give glory grace hand happy hast heard heart heaven honour hope hour human John Gilpin labour land light live lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nebaioth never night nymphs o'er once Parnassian peace perhaps pine-apples pity pleasure poet poet's praise pride prize proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seems shade shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound spleen stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou art thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE Virg virtue waste Weston Underwood WILLIAM BULL WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wonder worth youth
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328 ページ - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
387 ページ - I learned at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor...
150 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. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace,...
387 ページ - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age, Adds joy to duty, makes me glad to pay Such honours to thee as my numbers may; Perhaps a frail memorial, but sincere, Not scorned in heaven, though little noticed here.
387 ページ - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
317 ページ - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass, The mere materials with which wisdom builds, Till smoothed and squared and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich.
43 ページ - Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true A. truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew ; And in that charter reads with sparkling eyes Her title to a treasure in the skies.
388 ページ - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift! hast reached the shore ' Where tempests never beat nor billows roar;' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life, long since has anchored at thy side.
384 ページ - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with' an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods, Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage and full of grief.
196 ページ - Were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling at his waist.