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Pagina 111 - African sun may have burnt upon him ; no matter in what disastrous battle his liberty may have been cloven down ; no matter with what solemnities he may have been devoted upon the altar of slavery — the first moment he touches the sacred soil of Britain the altar and the god sink together in the dust — his soul walks abroad in her own majesty — his body swells beyond the measure of his chains which burst from around him, and he stands, redeemed, regenerated and disenthralled by the irresistible...
Pagina 77 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Pagina 105 - A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream, and solemn vision, Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear, Till oft converse with heavenly habitants Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal.
Pagina 105 - So dear to heaven is saintly chastity, That when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousarfd liveried angels lacky her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt...
Pagina 85 - The glorious, pious and immortal memory of the great and good King William — not forgetting Oliver Cromwell, who assisted in redeeming us from Popery, slavery, arbitrary power, brass money and wooden shoes.
Pagina 136 - The jailer of the press, he affected the patronage of letters; the proscriber of books, he encouraged philosophy; the persecutor of authors, and the murderer of printers, he yet pretended to the protection of learning...
Pagina 135 - ... despotism. A professed Catholic, he imprisoned the Pope; a pretended patriot, he impoverished the country; and in the name of Brutus, he grasped without remorse, and wore without shame, the diadem of the Caesars! Through this pantomime of his policy, fortune played the clown to his caprices. At his touch, crowns...
Pagina 121 - ... and persevering — winging her eagle flight against the blaze of every science with an eye that never winks and a wing that never tires — crowned, as she is, with the spoils of every art, and decked with the wreath of every muse, from the deep and scrutinizing researches of her Hume to the sweet and simple, but not less sublime and pathetic, morality of- her Burns...
Pagina 136 - The victorious veteran glittered with his gains; and the capital, gorgeous with the spoils of art, became the miniature metropolis of the universe.
Pagina 32 - Who shall say for what purpose a mysterious Providence may not have designed her! Who shall say that when, in its follies or its crimes, the old world may have interred all the pride of Its power, and all the pomp of its civilization, human nature may not find its destined renovation in the new ! For myself, I have no doubt of it.