Poems and EssaysWilliam Smith, 113, Fleet Street, 1839 - 218 Seiten |
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... MANNER OF SWIFT . LONG had I sought in vain to find A likeness for the scribbling kind— The modern scribbling kind , who write In wit , and sense , and nature's spite— Till reading - I forget what day on , A chapter out of Tooke's ...
... MANNER OF SWIFT . LONG had I sought in vain to find A likeness for the scribbling kind— The modern scribbling kind , who write In wit , and sense , and nature's spite— Till reading - I forget what day on , A chapter out of Tooke's ...
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... manner , by the pimple- nosed spirit at the president's right elbow : but he was evaporated before I came . As I was expressing my uneasiness at this disappoint- ment , I found the attention of the company employed upon a fat figure ...
... manner , by the pimple- nosed spirit at the president's right elbow : but he was evaporated before I came . As I was expressing my uneasiness at this disappoint- ment , I found the attention of the company employed upon a fat figure ...
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... , drank each other's healths , snuffed the candles with our fingers , and filled our pipes from the same plate of tobacco . The company saluted each other in the com- mon manner . Mr. Bellows - mender hoped Mr. Curry- 110 ESSAYS .
... , drank each other's healths , snuffed the candles with our fingers , and filled our pipes from the same plate of tobacco . The company saluted each other in the com- mon manner . Mr. Bellows - mender hoped Mr. Curry- 110 ESSAYS .
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Oliver Goldsmith. mon manner . Mr. Bellows - mender hoped Mr. Curry- comb - maker had not caught cold going home the last club - night ; and he returned the compliment by hoping that young Master Bellows - mender had got well again of ...
Oliver Goldsmith. mon manner . Mr. Bellows - mender hoped Mr. Curry- comb - maker had not caught cold going home the last club - night ; and he returned the compliment by hoping that young Master Bellows - mender had got well again of ...
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... manner we travelled on , wishing every story to be the last ; but all in vain : ' Hills over hills , and Alps on Alps arose . ' The last club in which I was enrolled a member , was a society of moral philosophers , as they called ...
... manner we travelled on , wishing every story to be the last ; but all in vain : ' Hills over hills , and Alps on Alps arose . ' The last club in which I was enrolled a member , was a society of moral philosophers , as they called ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 32 - Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits...
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.