Poems and EssaysWilliam Smith, 113, Fleet Street, 1839 - 218 pagina's |
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Pagina 8
... those arts that mind to mind endear , For honour forms the social temper here . Honour , that praise which real merit gains , Or e'en imaginary worth obtains , Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , 8 THE TRAVELLER .
... those arts that mind to mind endear , For honour forms the social temper here . Honour , that praise which real merit gains , Or e'en imaginary worth obtains , Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , 8 THE TRAVELLER .
Pagina 9
Oliver Goldsmith. Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , It shifts in splendid traffic round the land ; From courts to camps , to cottages it strays , And all are taught an avarice of praise ; They please , are pleased ; they ...
Oliver Goldsmith. Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , It shifts in splendid traffic round the land ; From courts to camps , to cottages it strays , And all are taught an avarice of praise ; They please , are pleased ; they ...
Pagina 11
... hand , Fierce in their native hardiness of soul , True to imagined right , above control , While e'en the peasant boasts these rights to scan , And learns to venerate himself as man . Thine , Freedom , thine the blessings pictured here ...
... hand , Fierce in their native hardiness of soul , True to imagined right , above control , While e'en the peasant boasts these rights to scan , And learns to venerate himself as man . Thine , Freedom , thine the blessings pictured here ...
Pagina 24
... hand is seen , And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain , And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day , But , choked with sedges , works its weedy way ...
... hand is seen , And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain , And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day , But , choked with sedges , works its weedy way ...
Pagina 43
... hand forget each art That wakes to finest joys the human heart , Ere I forget the land that gave me birth , Or join to sounds profane its sacred mirth ! FIRST PRIEST . Rebellious slaves ! if soft persuasion fail THE CAPTIVITY . 43.
... hand forget each art That wakes to finest joys the human heart , Ere I forget the land that gave me birth , Or join to sounds profane its sacred mirth ! FIRST PRIEST . Rebellious slaves ! if soft persuasion fail THE CAPTIVITY . 43.
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Pagina 15 - Turn, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way, To where yon taper cheers the vale, With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow ; Where wilds immeasurably spread Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Pagina 72 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wond'rous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes.
Pagina 28 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side: But in his duty, prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Pagina 30 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen, who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Pagina 32 - Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits...
Pagina 45 - The wretch condemn'd with life to part Still, still on hope relies ; And every pang that rends the heart Bids expectation rise. Hope, like the glimmering taper's light, Adorns and cheers the way ; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.
Pagina 35 - Redress the rigours of the inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain; Teach him, that states of native strength...
Pagina 31 - Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied — Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds...
Pagina 64 - Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word — From those who spoke her praise. The needy seldom pass'd her door, And always found her kind ; She freely lent to all the poor — Who left a pledge behind.
Pagina 29 - For, e'en though vanquished, he could argue still, While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.