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... happy recovery 268 3 270 Hymn for the use of the Sunday School at Olney Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality for the year 1787 272 The same for 1788 The same for 1789 The same for 1790 · The same for 1792 · • 274 276 • 278 • 280 ...
... happy recovery 268 3 270 Hymn for the use of the Sunday School at Olney Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality for the year 1787 272 The same for 1788 The same for 1789 The same for 1790 · The same for 1792 · • 274 276 • 278 • 280 ...
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... happy to deceive the time , Not waste it , and aware that human life Is but a loan to be repaid with use , When He shall call his debtors to account , From whom are all our blessings , business finds E'en here while sedulous I seek to ...
... happy to deceive the time , Not waste it , and aware that human life Is but a loan to be repaid with use , When He shall call his debtors to account , From whom are all our blessings , business finds E'en here while sedulous I seek to ...
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... upon the breath Of patriots , bursting with heroic rage , Or placemen , all tranquillity and smiles . This folio of four pages , happy work ! Which not e'en critics criticise ; that holds Inquisitive attention 36 B. IV . THE TASK .
... upon the breath Of patriots , bursting with heroic rage , Or placemen , all tranquillity and smiles . This folio of four pages , happy work ! Which not e'en critics criticise ; that holds Inquisitive attention 36 B. IV . THE TASK .
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... happy are their wasted hours . E'en misses , at whose age their mothers wore The backstring and the bib , assume the dress Of womanhood , fit pupils in the school Of card - devoted Time , and , night by night Placed at some vacant ...
... happy are their wasted hours . E'en misses , at whose age their mothers wore The backstring and the bib , assume the dress Of womanhood , fit pupils in the school Of card - devoted Time , and , night by night Placed at some vacant ...
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... happy ; and , in my account , denied That sensibility of pain with which Refinement is endued , thrice happy thou ! Thy frame , robust and hardy , feels indeed The piercing cold , but feels it unimpair'd . The learned finger never need ...
... happy ; and , in my account , denied That sensibility of pain with which Refinement is endued , thrice happy thou ! Thy frame , robust and hardy , feels indeed The piercing cold , but feels it unimpair'd . The learned finger never need ...
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Page 142 - And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! Tis for a thousand pound...
Page 146 - The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein. But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Page 125 - 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.
Page 83 - One song employs all nations, and all cry, ' Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us ! ' The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy : Till nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Page 163 - Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss, Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers — Yes.
Page 125 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Page 163 - 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...
Page 140 - He grasp'd the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more.
Page 163 - 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 by thy side.
Page 163 - The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed To pardon or to bear it.