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afraid attend beheld Brother cause child cold comfort Conscience cried crime danger daring delight doubt dread duties ease face fair faithful fate Father fear feel felt fond force gain gave gentle George give grace grave grief grieved hand happy hear heard heart hope hour humble Husband Isaac Jesse John kind knew Lady live look mean meet mind never night once pain peace pity pleased poor pride reason replied rest Scene secret seem'd seen shame share sigh smile soon sorrow sought soul speak spirit spoke Squire strong sure TALE terror thee things thou thought told took trade tried trouble true trust truth weak wealth Wife wish wrong young Youth
Сторінка 69 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Сторінка 185 - And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Сторінка 69 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! guilty!
Сторінка 22 - Kindly she chides his boyish flights, while he Will for a moment fix'd and pensive be ; • And as she trembling speaks, his lively eyes Explore her looks, he listens to her sighs ; Charm'd by her voice, th...
Сторінка 162 - falls upon his bed — It blows beside the thatch — it melts upon his head." " Tis weakness, child, for grieving guilt to feel.
Сторінка 3 - GENIUS ! thou gift of Heav'n ! thou light divine ! Amid what dangers art thou cloom'd to shine ! Oft will the body's weakness check thy force, Oft damp thy vigour, and impede thy course ; And trembling nerves compel thee to restrain Thy nobler efforts, to contend with pain...
Сторінка 167 - So lately past — the frost and sleet so keen — The man's whole misery in a single view — Yes ! she could think some pity was his due. Thus fix'd, she heard not her attendant glide With soft slow step — till, standing by her side, The trembling servant gasp'd for breath, and shed Relieving tears, then utter'd — " He is dead !" " Dead !
Сторінка 245 - Still has the love of order found a place, With all that's low, degrading, mean, and base, With all that merits scorn, and all that meets disgrace : In the cold miser, of all change afraid, In pompous men in public seats obey'd ; In humble placemen, heralds, solemn drones, Fanciers of flowers, and lads like Stephen Jones ; Order to these is armour and defence, And love of method serves in lack of sense.
Сторінка 23 - ... unwatch'd, he goes, In darker mood, as if to hide his woes; Returning soon, he with impatience seeks His youthful friends, and shouts, and sings, and speaks; Speaks a wild speech with action all as wild— The children's leader, and himself a child; He spins their top, or, at their bidding, bends His back, while o'er it leap his laughing friends; Simple and weak, he acts the boy once more, And heedless children call him Silly Shore.