... The Task, a Poem ...: For the Use of Schools and AcademiesPhillips, Sampson, & Company, 1842 - 150 стор. |
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... song . Time was , when clothing , sumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our sires had none . As yet black breeches were not ; satin smooth , Or velvet soft , or plush with shaggy pile : The hardy chief , upon the rugged ...
... song . Time was , when clothing , sumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our sires had none . As yet black breeches were not ; satin smooth , Or velvet soft , or plush with shaggy pile : The hardy chief , upon the rugged ...
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... song , No smartness in the jest ; and wonders why . Yet thousands still desire to journey on , Though halt , and weary of the path they tread . The paralytick , who can hold her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand ...
... song , No smartness in the jest ; and wonders why . Yet thousands still desire to journey on , Though halt , and weary of the path they tread . The paralytick , who can hold her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand ...
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... song . 305 Fastidious , or else listless , or perhaps Aware of nothing arduous in a task They never undertook , they little note His dangers or escapes , and haply find VOL . 11 4 Their least amusement where he found the most 310 But ...
... song . 305 Fastidious , or else listless , or perhaps Aware of nothing arduous in a task They never undertook , they little note His dangers or escapes , and haply find VOL . 11 4 Their least amusement where he found the most 310 But ...
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... song , And yet ambitious not to sing in vain , I would not trifle merely , though the world Be loudest in their praise who do no more . Yet what can satire , whether grave or gay ? It may correct a foible , may chastise The freaks of ...
... song , And yet ambitious not to sing in vain , I would not trifle merely , though the world Be loudest in their praise who do no more . Yet what can satire , whether grave or gay ? It may correct a foible , may chastise The freaks of ...
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... her eggs again , Nor baited hook deceive the fish's eye ; Could pageantry and dance , and feast and song , Be quell'd in all our summer - months ' retreats ; 315 How many self - deluded nymphs and swains , Who 60 THE TASK .
... her eggs again , Nor baited hook deceive the fish's eye ; Could pageantry and dance , and feast and song , Be quell'd in all our summer - months ' retreats ; 315 How many self - deluded nymphs and swains , Who 60 THE TASK .
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beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charg'd charms clime death Deciduous delight distant divine domestick dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy fast favour'd fear feeds feel field of glory fix'd flow'rs folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruit gives glory grace grave groves hand happiness heart Heav'n honour hopes and fears Hosanna human king labour learn'd less liberty lost lov'd lyre magick mercy Mighty winds mind mov'd musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymphs o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasures polish'd pow'r praise proud publick rapture riddance rude rural sacred sake scene seek seem'd shade shine sighs silent sleep sloth smile Sofa soft song soon soul sound spleen stream sweet sycophant task taste thee theme thine thou art toil touch'd trembling truth Twas vale virtue wand'ring weary wind winter wisdom worthy
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Сторінка 30 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Сторінка 30 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Сторінка 77 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Сторінка 144 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us-! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Сторінка 55 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew, To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.
Сторінка 12 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore, And lull the spirit while they fill the mind; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast, And all their leaves fast flutt'ring, all at once.
Сторінка 30 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed, Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Сторінка 125 - The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half suppress'd : Pleased with his solitude, and flitting light From spray to spray, where'er he rests he shakes From many a twig the pendent drops of ice That tinkle in the wither'd leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books.
Сторінка 40 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Сторінка 145 - All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, And endless her increase. Thy rams are there. * Nebaioth, and the flocks of Kedar there, The looms of Ormus, and the mines of Ind, And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there.