Poems, 第 2 巻J. Johnson, 1800 |
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... night : nor thefe alone , whofe notes Nice finger'd art must emulate in vain , But cawing rooks , and kites that fwim fublime In ftill repeated circles , fcreaming loud , The jay , the pie , and ev'n the boding owl That hails the rising ...
... night : nor thefe alone , whofe notes Nice finger'd art must emulate in vain , But cawing rooks , and kites that fwim fublime In ftill repeated circles , fcreaming loud , The jay , the pie , and ev'n the boding owl That hails the rising ...
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... nights without a groan . By ceafelefs action all that is fubfifts . > Conftant rotation of th ' unwearied wheel That nature rides upon maintains her health , Her beauty , her fertility . She dreads An inftant's pause , and lives but ...
... nights without a groan . By ceafelefs action all that is fubfifts . > Conftant rotation of th ' unwearied wheel That nature rides upon maintains her health , Her beauty , her fertility . She dreads An inftant's pause , and lives but ...
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... night . A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown More tatter'd ftill ; and both but ill conceal A bofom heav'd with never - ceafing fighs .. She begs an idle pin of all the meets , And hoards them in her ...
... night . A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown More tatter'd ftill ; and both but ill conceal A bofom heav'd with never - ceafing fighs .. She begs an idle pin of all the meets , And hoards them in her ...
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... night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Difinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd , to compafs ...
... night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Difinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not for nought ; And must be brib'd , to compafs ...
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... roof like mine . Yes - thou may'ft eat thy bread , and lick the hand That feeds thee ; thou may'ft frolic on the floor At evening , and at night retire secure To thy ftraw couch , and flumber unalarm'd ; For BOOK 111 . 93 THE GARDEN .
... roof like mine . Yes - thou may'ft eat thy bread , and lick the hand That feeds thee ; thou may'ft frolic on the floor At evening , and at night retire secure To thy ftraw couch , and flumber unalarm'd ; For BOOK 111 . 93 THE GARDEN .
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327 ページ - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. 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.
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119 ページ - tis the twanging horn ! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright...
335 ページ - Said Gilpin — So am I ! 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.
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333 ページ - The bottles twain, behind his back, 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...