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...In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill, For ev'n though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thundering sound, Amazed...still they gaz.ed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame ; the very spot Where many a time he triumph'd,...

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...In arguing too, the parson owned his skill, For even though vanquished he could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thundering sound. Amazed...still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumphed...

...In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill, For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed...still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head should carry all he knew. But pass'd is all his fame. The very spot, Where many a time he...

...skill, For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thund'ring sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, —...still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head rould carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumph'd,...

...arguing, too, the' parson own'd his skill ; For, even though vanquish'd, he could argue still : While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed...still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. WILLIAM FALCONER. BORN 1730 — DIED 1769. THE author of the SHIPWRECK...

...aught, The love he bore in learning was his fault; In arguing too, the parson owned his skill; While words of learned length, and thundering sound Amazed...still they gazed and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew. " EXPOSTULATION." " COWPER." Hast thou, though suckled at fair...

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...arguing, too, the parson owned his skill, For, e'en though vanquished, he could argue still ; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed...still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. [From The Deterted Pillage.} THE HAPPINESS OF PASSING ONE'S AGE...