Poems, Volume 1S.A. Oddy, 1814 - English poetry |
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... rest . B. Quevedo , as he tells his sober tale , Ask'd , when in hell , to see the royal jail ; Approv'd their method in all other things ; But where , good sir , do you confine your kings ? There said his guide - the group is full in ...
... rest . B. Quevedo , as he tells his sober tale , Ask'd , when in hell , to see the royal jail ; Approv'd their method in all other things ; But where , good sir , do you confine your kings ? There said his guide - the group is full in ...
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... rest . Pastime and bus'ness both it should exclude , And bar the door the moment they intrude ; Nobly distinguish'd above all the six , By deeds in which the world must never mix . Hear him again . He calls it a delight , A day of ...
... rest . Pastime and bus'ness both it should exclude , And bar the door the moment they intrude ; Nobly distinguish'd above all the six , By deeds in which the world must never mix . Hear him again . He calls it a delight , A day of ...
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... rest And proves a raging scorpion in his breast . No pleasure ? Are domestic comforts dead ? Are the nameless sweets of friendship fled ? Has time worn out , or fashion put to shame , Good sense , good health , good conscience , and ...
... rest And proves a raging scorpion in his breast . No pleasure ? Are domestic comforts dead ? Are the nameless sweets of friendship fled ? Has time worn out , or fashion put to shame , Good sense , good health , good conscience , and ...
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... Knowledge of good and evil is from thee . No wild enthusiast ever yet could rest Till half mankind were like himself possess'd , The Prevalence of false Opinions . Philosophers , who darken 64 THE PROGRESS OF ERROR .
... Knowledge of good and evil is from thee . No wild enthusiast ever yet could rest Till half mankind were like himself possess'd , The Prevalence of false Opinions . Philosophers , who darken 64 THE PROGRESS OF ERROR .
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... rest , too busy , or too gay , to wait On the sad theme , their everlasting state Sport for a day , and perish in a night ; The foam upon the waters not so light . Who judg'd the pharisee ? What odious cause Expos'd him to the vengeance ...
... rest , too busy , or too gay , to wait On the sad theme , their everlasting state Sport for a day , and perish in a night ; The foam upon the waters not so light . Who judg'd the pharisee ? What odious cause Expos'd him to the vengeance ...
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Page 304 - I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Page 305 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 313 - So when a child, as playful children use, Has burnt to tinder a stale last year's news, The flame extinct, he views the roving fire — There goes my lady, and there goes the squire, There goes the parson, oh ! illustrious spark, And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk ! REPORT • OF AN ADJUDGED CASE NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY OF THE BOOKS.
Page 326 - The songster heard his short oration, And warbling out his approbation, Released him, as my story tells, And found a supper somewhere else. Hence jarring sectaries may learn Their real interest to discern ; That brother should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other : But sing and shine by sweet consent, Till life's poor transient night is spent, Respecting in each other's case The gifts of nature and of grace. Those Christians best deserve the name Who studiously make peace their aim...
Page 90 - He praised perhaps for ages yet to come, She never heard of half a mile from home ; He lost in errors his vain heart prefers, She safe in the simplicity of hers.
Page 168 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere ; Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Page 303 - 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. 0 solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
Page 337 - Is no concern at all of his, And says— what says he ?— Caw. Thrice happy bird ! I too have seen Much of the vanities of men ; And, sick of having seen 'em, Would cheerfully these limbs resign For such a pair of wings as thine And such a head between 'em.
Page 303 - LADY. SWEET stream, that winds through yonder glade, Apt emblem of a virtuous maid — Silent and chaste she steals along, Far from the world's gay busy throng ; • With gentle yet prevailing force, Intent upon her destined course ; Graceful and useful all she does, Blessing and blest where'er she goes.
Page 336 - On future broken bones and bruises, If he should chance to fall. No ; not a single thought like that Employs his philosophic pate, Or troubles it at all.