Poetical Works, Volume 4

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Page 203 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Page 133 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Page 31 - O'er its rough bridge, and there behold the bay ; The ocean smiling to the fervid sun, The waves that faintly fall and slowly run, The ships at distance, and the boats at hand ; And now they walk upon the sea-side sand, Counting the number, and what kind they be, Ships softly sinking in the sleepy sea...
Page 245 - Ah me ! for aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or history, . The course of true love never did run smooth : J But, either it was different in blood ; — Lys.
Page 236 - Josiah,> said the dame, (These wicked thoughts would fill his soul with shame; He kneel and tremble at a thing of dust! He cannot, child>: — the child replied, (He must...
Page 188 - Here Dinah sigh'd as if afraid to speak — And then repeated — ' They were frail and weak; His soul she loved, and hoped he had the grace To fix his thoughts upon a better place.
Page 155 - Creatures no more enliven'd than a clod, But treading still as their dull fathers trod ; Who lived in times when not a man had seen Corn sown by drill, or thresh'd by a machine : He was of those whose skill assigns the prize For creatures fed in pens, and stalls, and sties ; And who, in places where improvers meet, To fill the land with fatness, had a seat ; Who in large mansions live like petty kings, And spea'k of farms but as amusing things ; Who plans encourage, and who journals keep, And talk...
Page 46 - Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot ; As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...
Page 141 - They parted, thus by hope and fortune led, And Judith's hours in pensive pleasure fled; But when return'd the Youth ? — the Youth no more Return'd exulting to his native shore; But forty years were past, and then there came A worn-out man with wither'd limbs and lame, His mind oppress'd with woes and bent with age his frame : Yes ! old and griev'd, and trembling with decay, Was Allen landing in his native bay.
Page 47 - That, viewing it, we seem almost to obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again. This fond attachment to the well-known place Whence first we started into life's long race, Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e'en in age, and at our latest day.

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