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Сторінка 91 - Think not, when all your scanty stores afford Is spread at once upon the sparing board ; Think not, when worn the homely robe appears, While, on the roof, the howling tempest bears ; What farther shall this feeble life sustain, And what shall clothe these shivering limbs again. Say, does not life its nourishment exceed ? And the fair body its investing weed ? Behold...
Сторінка 64 - Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay! Hark, as the smouldering piles with thunder fall, A thousand shrieks for hopeless mercy call! Earth shook— red meteors flash'd along the sky, And conscious Nature shudder'd at the cry!
Сторінка 34 - Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din : Whatever creed be taught or land be trod, Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
Сторінка 16 - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Сторінка 80 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
Сторінка 90 - Behold! and look away your low despair— See the light tenants of the barren air: To them, nor stores, nor granaries belong, Nought but the woodland and the pleasing song; Yet, your kind heavenly Father bends his eye On the least wing that flits along the sky...
Сторінка 94 - What sounds of brazen wheels, what thunder, scare And stun the reader with the din of war ! With fear my spirits and my blood retire To see the seraphs sunk in clouds of fire ; But when with eager steps from hence I rise. And view the first gay...
Сторінка 100 - I have warr'd with a world which vanquish'd me only When the meteor of conquest allured me too far ; I have coped with the nations which dread me thus lonely, The last single Captive to millions in war.