Poems, Volume 1Timothy Bedlington, 1826 - English poetry |
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... ry , dear to ev'ry muse , Who , with a courage of unshaken root , In honour's field advancing his firm foot , Plants it upon the line that Justice draws , And will prevail , or perish in her cause . " Tis to the virtues of such men ...
... ry , dear to ev'ry muse , Who , with a courage of unshaken root , In honour's field advancing his firm foot , Plants it upon the line that Justice draws , And will prevail , or perish in her cause . " Tis to the virtues of such men ...
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... ev'ry effort ends in pushpin play . The man that means success should soar above A soldier's feather , or a lady's glove ; Else , summoning the muse to such a theme , 550 The fruit of all her labour is whipp'd cream , As if an eagle ...
... ev'ry effort ends in pushpin play . The man that means success should soar above A soldier's feather , or a lady's glove ; Else , summoning the muse to such a theme , 550 The fruit of all her labour is whipp'd cream , As if an eagle ...
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... ev'ry region that he chose ; He sunk in Greece , in Italy he rose ; And , tedious years of Gothick darkness pass'd , Emerg'd all splendour in our isle at last . Thus lovely halcyons dive into the main , Then show far off their shining ...
... ev'ry region that he chose ; He sunk in Greece , in Italy he rose ; And , tedious years of Gothick darkness pass'd , Emerg'd all splendour in our isle at last . Thus lovely halcyons dive into the main , Then show far off their shining ...
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... ev'ry effort of the muse a crime ; Verse , in the finest mould of fancy cast , Was lumber in an age so void of taste : But when the second Charles assum'd the sway , 620 And arts reviv'd beneath a softer day , Then like a bow long forc ...
... ev'ry effort of the muse a crime ; Verse , in the finest mould of fancy cast , Was lumber in an age so void of taste : But when the second Charles assum'd the sway , 620 And arts reviv'd beneath a softer day , Then like a bow long forc ...
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... ev'ry warbler has his tune by heart .. Nature imparting her satirick gift , 655 Her serious mirth , to Arbuthnot and Swift , With droll sobriety they rais'd a smile At Folly's cost , themselves unmov'd the while . That constellation set ...
... ev'ry warbler has his tune by heart .. Nature imparting her satirick gift , 655 Her serious mirth , to Arbuthnot and Swift , With droll sobriety they rais'd a smile At Folly's cost , themselves unmov'd the while . That constellation set ...
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ALEXANDER SELKIRK beams BEDLINGTON beneath bids bless'd bliss boast breast call'd charms courser dark dear deeds delight design'd divine docet dream e'en earth Edmonton errour ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hand happy hast hear heart Heav'n hope hour int'rest JOHN GILPIN joys land light lov'd lust lyre magick mankind mercy mind muse musick Nature never night nymph o'er once opticks pain pass'd peace pharisee pine-apples pity pleasure poet poet's poor pow'r praise pray'rs pride proud prove publick Rome sacred scene scorn scorn'd Scripture seem'd shine sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach thee theme thine thou thought toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste Whate'er wisdom wrath zeal
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Page 5 - When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he ; " yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
Page 7 - Were shatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he...
Page 6 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ! He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Page 8 - So am I!" But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined 'to tarry there, For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew Shot by an archer strong, So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
Page 8 - Inclined to tarry there ; For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
Page 3 - Tis easy to resign a toilsome place, But not to manage leisure with a grace; Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant, is a mind distress'd.
Page 100 - 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 6 - So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning ; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship...