Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin: Comprising the Celebrated Political and Satirical Poems, of the Rt. Hons. G. Canning, John Hookham Frere, W. Pitt, the Marquis Wellesley, G. Ellis, W. Gifford, the Earl of Carlisle, and OthersG. P. Putnam's sons, 1890 - 341 Seiten |
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... never fails , sooner or later , to arrive at a just conclusion as to the merits both of individuals and actions ; and though it may often neglect to preserve a meritorious work , never perpetuates a worthless one . Poetry which lashed ...
... never fails , sooner or later , to arrive at a just conclusion as to the merits both of individuals and actions ; and though it may often neglect to preserve a meritorious work , never perpetuates a worthless one . Poetry which lashed ...
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... never appeared . Numerous editions in 12mo subsequently appeared , but without any additions , till those mentioned below . THE POETRY OF THE ANTI - JACOBIN . A New Edition , with Explanatory Notes by CHARLES EDMONDS . London , 1852 ...
... never appeared . Numerous editions in 12mo subsequently appeared , but without any additions , till those mentioned below . THE POETRY OF THE ANTI - JACOBIN . A New Edition , with Explanatory Notes by CHARLES EDMONDS . London , 1852 ...
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... Never carried a heart - stain away on its blade ' . But its severity was redeemed by its buoyancy and geniality , whilst the subjects against which it was principally aimed gave it a healthy tone and a sound foundation . Its happiest ...
... Never carried a heart - stain away on its blade ' . But its severity was redeemed by its buoyancy and geniality , whilst the subjects against which it was principally aimed gave it a healthy tone and a sound foundation . Its happiest ...
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... never seen it If he had , he would also have known that the scene is laid at Weimar , not at Göttingen , and that the satire is almost exclusively directed against a portion of the dramatic literature of his country , which all rational ...
... never seen it If he had , he would also have known that the scene is laid at Weimar , not at Göttingen , and that the satire is almost exclusively directed against a portion of the dramatic literature of his country , which all rational ...
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... never saw the sun's delightful beams , Save when through yon high bars he pour'd a sad And broken splendour . Dost thou ask his crime ? He had REBELL'D AGAINST THE KING , AND SAT IN JUDGMENT ON HIM ; for his ardent mind Shaped goodliest ...
... never saw the sun's delightful beams , Save when through yon high bars he pour'd a sad And broken splendour . Dost thou ask his crime ? He had REBELL'D AGAINST THE KING , AND SAT IN JUDGMENT ON HIM ; for his ardent mind Shaped goodliest ...
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Seite 309 - And though, sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity at his side Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild, unalter'd mien, While each strain'd ball of sight seem'd bursting from his head.
Seite 308 - Echo still through all the song ; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close; And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair...
Seite 24 - Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, Sir, Only last night a-drinking at the Chequers,' This poor old hat and breeches, as you see, were Torn in a scuffle. Constables came up for to take me into Custody; they took me before the justice; Justice Oldmixon put me in the parishStocks for a vagrant.
Seite 239 - Association for promoting the Discovery of the Interior Parts of Africa...
Seite 24 - Was it the squire for killing of his game? or Covetous parson for his tithes distraining? Or roguish lawyer made you lose your little All in a lawsuit? (Have you not read the Rights of Man, by Tom Paine?) Drops of compassion tremble on my eyelids, Ready to fall as soon as you have told your Pitiful story.
Seite 309 - Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung — The hunter's call, to Faun and Dryad known...
Seite 23 - Needy knife-grinder ! whither are you going ? Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order — Bleak blows the blast • — your hat has got a hole in't, So have your breeches ! " Weary knife-grinder ! little think the proud ones Who in their coaches roll along the turnpikeroad, what hard work 'tis crying all day, ' Knives and Scissors to grind O...
Seite 168 - From the Spaniards' late defeat, And his crews, with shouts victorious, Drank success to England's fleet ; On a sudden, shrilly sounding, Hideous yells and shrieks were heard ; Then, each heart with fear confounding, A sad troop of ghosts...
Seite 131 - And bade to form her infant mind. Stern, rugged Nurse! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore ; What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
Seite 132 - Thy form benign, oh goddess, wear, Thy milder influence impart, Thy philosophic train be there To soften, not to wound, my heart. The generous spark extinct revive Teach me to love, and to forgive, Exact my own defects to scan, What others are to feel, and know myself a Man.