The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen 41Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... sound , Our clerk came pofting o'er the green With doleful tidings of the queen ; That queen , he said , to whom we owe Sweet peace that maketh riches flow ; That queen , who eas'd our tax of late , Was dead , alas ! -and lay in ftate ...
... sound , Our clerk came pofting o'er the green With doleful tidings of the queen ; That queen , he said , to whom we owe Sweet peace that maketh riches flow ; That queen , who eas'd our tax of late , Was dead , alas ! -and lay in ftate ...
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... sound . O , roving Mufe ! recal that wondrous year , When winter reign'd in bleak Britannia's air ; When hoary Thames , with frosted oziers crown'd , Was three long moons in icy fetters bound . The waterman , forlorn , along the shore ...
... sound . O , roving Mufe ! recal that wondrous year , When winter reign'd in bleak Britannia's air ; When hoary Thames , with frosted oziers crown'd , Was three long moons in icy fetters bound . The waterman , forlorn , along the shore ...
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... sound . Once Ladies fair in homely guife I fung , And with their names wild woods and mountains rung . O teach me now to ftrike a fofter ftrain ! The Court refines the language of the plain . You must , cries one , the Miniftry rehearse ...
... sound . Once Ladies fair in homely guife I fung , And with their names wild woods and mountains rung . O teach me now to ftrike a fofter ftrain ! The Court refines the language of the plain . You must , cries one , the Miniftry rehearse ...
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... sounds ; Th ' attentive fwain , forgetful of his work , With gaping wonder , leans upon his fork . What fudden news alarms the waking morn ? To the glad Squire a hopeful heir is born . Mourn , mourn , ye ftags , and all ye beafts of ...
... sounds ; Th ' attentive fwain , forgetful of his work , With gaping wonder , leans upon his fork . What fudden news alarms the waking morn ? To the glad Squire a hopeful heir is born . Mourn , mourn , ye ftags , and all ye beafts of ...
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... butter grown ; But as a groat now thin ! I , melancholy as a cat , Am kept awake to weep ; But the , infenfible of that , Sound as a top can fleep . Hard Hard is her heart as flint or stone , She 270 GAY'S POEM S. A New Song of New ...
... butter grown ; But as a groat now thin ! I , melancholy as a cat , Am kept awake to weep ; But the , infenfible of that , Sound as a top can fleep . Hard Hard is her heart as flint or stone , She 270 GAY'S POEM S. A New Song of New ...
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Página 216 - If I would not give up the three Graces, I wish I were hang'd like a dog, And at court all the drawingroom faces, For a glance of my sweet Molly Mog.
Página 166 - To honest Bounce is bread and butter. While you, and every courtly fop, Fawn on the Devil for a chop, I've the humanity to hate A butcher, though he brings me meat...
Página 165 - WELCOME, thrice welcome to thy native place ! — What, touch me not ? what, shun a wife's embrace ? Have I for this thy tedious absence borne, And waked, and wish'd whole nights for thy return?
Página 211 - Coxcombs without number ! Moon and stars that shone so bright, To the torch and waxen light, And whole nights at ombre.
Página 165 - I see thee ramm'd, Or on the house-top by the monkey cramm'd, The piteous images renew my pain, And all thy dangers I weep o'er again.
Página 165 - Why start you ? are they snakes ? or have they claws ? Thy Christian seed, our mutual flesh and bone : Be kind at least to these ; they are thy own.
Página 220 - Churchwardens too prudent to hazard the halter, As yet only venture to steal from the altar. But now, to get gold, They may be more bold, And rob on the highway since Jonathan's cold : For Blueskin's sharp penknife hath set you at ease, And ev'ry man round me may rob, if he please. VI. Some by publick revenues, which pass'd thro...
Página 165 - And oft lift up thy holy eye and hand, Praying the Virgin dear, and saintly choir, Back to the port to bring thy bark entire.
Página 214 - twas my pride, 'Twas not my heart thy love deny'd, Come back, dear youth, again. As t'other day my hand he feiz'd, My blood with thrilling motion flew ; Sudden I put on looks difpleas'd, And hafty from his hold withdrew.
Página 215 - Nephew! Your Grief is but Folly, In Town you may find better Prog; Half a Crown there will get you a Molly, A Molly much better than Mog.