Miscellaneous poemsArchibald Constable and Company Edinburgh; White, Cochrane, and Company and Gale, Curtis, and Fenner, London; and John Cumming, Dublin., 1814 |
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... pride and happiness enough to me , Still to be of the same exalted sex with you . XI . Alas , how fleeting and how vain , Is ev'n the nobler man , our learning and our wit ! I sigh whene'er I think of it : As at the closing of an ...
... pride and happiness enough to me , Still to be of the same exalted sex with you . XI . Alas , how fleeting and how vain , Is ev'n the nobler man , our learning and our wit ! I sigh whene'er I think of it : As at the closing of an ...
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... Pride , Numberless nations , stretching far and wide , Shall ( I foresee it ) soon with Gothic swarms come forth From Ignorance's universal North , And with blind rage break all this peaceful govern- ment : Yet shall these traces of ...
... Pride , Numberless nations , stretching far and wide , Shall ( I foresee it ) soon with Gothic swarms come forth From Ignorance's universal North , And with blind rage break all this peaceful govern- ment : Yet shall these traces of ...
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... pride . That looks with scorn on half mankind beside ; A pride that well suspends poor mortals ' fate , Gets between them and my resentment's weight , Stands in the gap ' twixt me and wretched men , T'avert th ' impending judgments of ...
... pride . That looks with scorn on half mankind beside ; A pride that well suspends poor mortals ' fate , Gets between them and my resentment's weight , Stands in the gap ' twixt me and wretched men , T'avert th ' impending judgments of ...
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... pride repeat , Confessing Albion once her darling seat ; Far in this primitive cell might we pursue Our predecessors ' footsteps still in view ; Here would we sing - But , ah ! you think I dream , And the bad world may well believe the ...
... pride repeat , Confessing Albion once her darling seat ; Far in this primitive cell might we pursue Our predecessors ' footsteps still in view ; Here would we sing - But , ah ! you think I dream , And the bad world may well believe the ...
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... pride O'er the glad scene whence first she rose a bride : Be what it will ; late near yon whisp'ring stream , Where her own Temple was her darling theme ; There first the visionary sound was heard , When to poetic view the Muse appear'd ...
... pride O'er the glad scene whence first she rose a bride : Be what it will ; late near yon whisp'ring stream , Where her own Temple was her darling theme ; There first the visionary sound was heard , When to poetic view the Muse appear'd ...
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Apollo bard beauty Behold BIRTH-DAY Cadenus call'd coffeehouse Countess of Suffolk court crown dame damn'd Dean Dean's dear death divine DR DELANY DR SWIFT Dublin duke Dunciad e'er ears EPIGRAM eyes face fair fame fancy fate favourite fill'd foes folly fools give goddess grace half head hear heart honour Ireland Jove king knaves lady learn'd learning Lord Lord Carteret madam maid mankind MARBLE HILL merit mind mortal Muse ne'er neighbour Neptune Nereids never night numbers nymph o'er Pallas poem poets poor Pope praise pride quadrille queen rage rais'd rhyme round satire scarce scene scorn shame shine sight sing Sir Robert Walpole soul spleen Stella Stephen Duck Strephon swear tell thee thou thought thousand town turn'd Twas twill Vanessa verse vex'd virtue whig wise writ write
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Стр. 335 - Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love my death lament. Poor Pope will grieve a month, and Gay A week, and Arbuthnot a day. St. John himself will scarce forbear To bite his pen and drop a tear. The rest will give a shrug, and cry, " I'm sorry — but we all must die...
Стр. 338 - Without regarding private ends, Spent all his credit for his friends ; And only chose the wise and good ; No flatterers ; no allies in blood : But succour'd virtue in distress, And seldom fail'd of good success ; As numbers in their hearts must own, Who, but for him, had been unknown.
Стр. 299 - As jEsop would the world persuade ; He better understands his trade : Nor comes whene'er his lady whistles, But carries loads, and feeds on thistles. Our author's meaning, I presume, is A creature bipes et implumis ; Wherein the moralist design'd A compliment on human kind ; For here he owns, that now and then Beasts may degenerate into men.
Стр. 339 - LIBERTY was all his cry; for her he stood prepar'd to die; for her he boldly stood alone; for her he oft" expos'd his own. Two kingdoms, just as faction led, had set a price upon his head ; but not a traitor could be found, to sell him for six hundred pound. Had he...
Стр. 331 - Behold the fatal day arrive! How is the Dean? He's just alive. Now the departing prayer is read: He hardly breathes. The Dean is dead.
Стр. 470 - As fine as daubers' hands can make it, In hopes that strangers may mistake it, We think it both a shame and sin To quit the true old Angel Inn.
Стр. 54 - Dame, said I, as loud as I could bawl, do you know what a Loss I have had? Nay, said she, my Lord Col/way's Folks are all very sad; For my Lord Dromedary comes a Tuesday without fail; Pugh! said I, but that's not the Business that I ail.
Стр. 84 - No hurt shall come to you or yours : Uut for that pack of churlish boors, Not fit to live on Christian ground, They and their houses shall be drown'd; While you shall see your cottage rise, And grow a church before your eyes.
Стр. 88 - what's this you tell us? I hope you don't believe me jealous! But yet, methinks, I feel it true, And really yours is budding too — Nay, — now I cannot stir my foot; It feels as if 'twere taking root.
Стр. 297 - Though hard to find in every case The fittest man to fill a place: His promises he ne'er forgot, But took memorials on the spot; His enemies, for want of charity, Said, he affected popularity: 'Tis true, the people understood, That all he did was for their good; Their kind affections he has tried; No love is lost on either side.