The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].James Burns, 1841 - 139 من الصفحات |
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... toil , and render them superior to the exciting and licentious literature of the present age . Among the lessons to be learnt out of school - hours , a portion of poetry should be given once or twice a - week in every school which ...
... toil , and render them superior to the exciting and licentious literature of the present age . Among the lessons to be learnt out of school - hours , a portion of poetry should be given once or twice a - week in every school which ...
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... toil , To drag the ploughshare through the soil , To sweat in harness through the road , To groan beneath the carrier's load ? How feeble are the two - legg'd kind ! What force is in our nerves combin'd ! Shall then our nobler jaws ...
... toil , To drag the ploughshare through the soil , To sweat in harness through the road , To groan beneath the carrier's load ? How feeble are the two - legg'd kind ! What force is in our nerves combin'd ! Shall then our nobler jaws ...
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... toils of servitude I knew ; Now grateful man rewards my pains , And gives me all these wide domains . At will I crop the ... toil , and share the gain : Since ev'ry creature was decreed To aid each other's mutual 6 THE COUNCIL OF HORSES .
... toils of servitude I knew ; Now grateful man rewards my pains , And gives me all these wide domains . At will I crop the ... toil , and share the gain : Since ev'ry creature was decreed To aid each other's mutual 6 THE COUNCIL OF HORSES .
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... toils , and deaths , It gently clear'd my way ; And through the pleasing snares of vice , More to be fear'd than they . When worn with sickness , oft hast Thou With health renew'd my face ; And when in sin and sorrow sunk , Reviv'd my ...
... toils , and deaths , It gently clear'd my way ; And through the pleasing snares of vice , More to be fear'd than they . When worn with sickness , oft hast Thou With health renew'd my face ; And when in sin and sorrow sunk , Reviv'd my ...
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... toil from morn to night : The respite of the mid - day hour Is in the thankful creature's pow'r . Blest are the moments , doubly blest , That , drawn from this one hour of rest , Are with a ready heart bestow'd Upon the service of our ...
... toil from morn to night : The respite of the mid - day hour Is in the thankful creature's pow'r . Blest are the moments , doubly blest , That , drawn from this one hour of rest , Are with a ready heart bestow'd Upon the service of our ...
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ADAM AND EVE beauty beneath bird blessings blest BRAMBLE breast breath bright Charity charms cheerful Church churchyard clouds Communion of Saint cricket cried Cumnor Hall dead dear death doth dreadful E'en earth Edmonton ev'ry eyes fair fall Father William feel Field-Mouse flow'rs Gelert Gilpin glory grace Grongar Hill grove hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heav'n heav'nly holy human Hymn John Gilpin light Llewellyn Lord Lycidas mind morn murmur nature's ne'er never night o'er pain peace Pleas'd pleasure poor blind pow'r praise pray pride proud rill rise SALISBURY CATHEDRAL shade SHAKSPEARE shew shine sight sing Sir John Moore skies sleep smile soft song soon sorrow soul sound spirit sun shines bright sweet thee thine thing thou thought thyself toil tow'r truth Twas voice wand'ring wild wind wings wond'rous wyll youth
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الصفحة 31 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
الصفحة 114 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband 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. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
الصفحة 51 - Await alike the inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
الصفحة 56 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
الصفحة 55 - The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
الصفحة 92 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride? How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
الصفحة 18 - The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast: Theirs buxom health of rosy hue, Wild wit, invention ever new, And lively cheer of vigour born; The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light, That fly the approach of morn.
الصفحة 52 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
الصفحة 17 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave?
الصفحة 76 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.