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... feeding at the eye , And ftill unfated , dwelt upon the scene . Thence with what pleasure have we just discern'd The diftant plough flow moving , and beside His lab'ring team , that swerv'd not from the track ' The sturdy fwain diminish ...
... feeding at the eye , And ftill unfated , dwelt upon the scene . Thence with what pleasure have we just discern'd The diftant plough flow moving , and beside His lab'ring team , that swerv'd not from the track ' The sturdy fwain diminish ...
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... feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look , And tender in addrefs , as well becomes A meffenger of grace to guilty men . Behold the picture ! —Is it like ? —Like whom ? The things that mount the roftrum with a skip , And then 1kip ...
... feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look , And tender in addrefs , as well becomes A meffenger of grace to guilty men . Behold the picture ! —Is it like ? —Like whom ? The things that mount the roftrum with a skip , And then 1kip ...
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... feed ? Or does the tomb take all ? If he furvive His afhes , where ? and in what weal or woe ? Knots worthy of folution , which alone A Deity could folve . Their anfwers , vague , And all at random , fabulous , and dark , Left them as ...
... feed ? Or does the tomb take all ? If he furvive His afhes , where ? and in what weal or woe ? Knots worthy of folution , which alone A Deity could folve . Their anfwers , vague , And all at random , fabulous , and dark , Left them as ...
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... feed exceffes the can ill afford , Is hackney'd home unlacquey'd ; who , in hafte Alighting , turns the key in her own door , And , at the watchman's lantern borrowing light , Finds a cold bed her only comfort left . Wives beggar ...
... feed exceffes the can ill afford , Is hackney'd home unlacquey'd ; who , in hafte Alighting , turns the key in her own door , And , at the watchman's lantern borrowing light , Finds a cold bed her only comfort left . Wives beggar ...
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... feeds . - The country preferable to the town even in the winter . - Reasons why it is deferted at that feafon . - Ruinous effects of gaming and of expen- five improvement . — Book concludes with an apof- trophe to the metropolis . THE ...
... feeds . - The country preferable to the town even in the winter . - Reasons why it is deferted at that feafon . - Ruinous effects of gaming and of expen- five improvement . — Book concludes with an apof- trophe to the metropolis . THE ...
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Page 55 - And natural in gefture; much imprefs'd Himfelf, as confcious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in addrefs, as well becomes A meflenger of grace to guilty men. Behold the pifture !—Is it like ?—Like whom? The things that mount the
Page 329 - Twas wonderful to view How in a trice the turnpike-men Their gates wide open threw. And now, as he went bowing down His reeking head full low, The bottles twain behind his back Were fliatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Moll piteous to be feen,
Page 85 - While thoughtful man is plaufibly amus'd. Defend me, therefore, common fenfe, fay I, From reveries fo airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up ! Twere well, fays one fage erudite, profound, Terribly arch'd and aquiline his nofe, And overbuilt with moft impending brows,
Page 322 - lov'd, And keep it fafe and found. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each fide, To make his balance true. Then, over all, that he might be Equipp'd from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brufli'd and neat, He manfully did throw. Now fee
Page 38 - I would not have a flave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I fleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That finews bought and fold have ever earn'd. No : dear as freedom is, and in my heart's
Page 185 - foes, confed'rate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he cafts it off With as much eafe as Samfon his green wyths. He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compar'd With thofe whofe manfions glitter in his fight, Calls the delightful fcen'ry all his own.
Page 184 - And hiftory, fo warm on meaner themes, Is cold on this. She execrates indeed The tyranny that doom'd them to the fire, But gives the glorious fuff'rers little praife *. He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are flaves
Page 332 - Whence ftraight he came with hat and wig; A wig that flow'd behind, A hat not much the worfe for wear, Each comely in its kind. He held them up, and, in his turn, Thus fliow'd his ready wit— My head is twice as big as
Page 262 - hew'd, not yet deftroy'd: The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very fpot; As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw; To pitch the ball into the grounded hat, Or drive it devious with a dext'rous pat—
Page 331 - In merry guife he fpoke:— I came becaufe your horfe would come; And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will foon be here— They are upon the road. The calender, right glad to find His friend in merry pin, Return'd him not a