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Seite 136 - is " obliged, by his tenure, to obey the moral law, and " if he rightly understands his art, he will never be " a stupid atheist, nor an irreligious libertine.
Seite 36 - I. WHEN Darby saw the setting sun He swung his scythe, and home he run, Sat down, drank off his quart, and said, " My work is done, I'll go to bed." " My work is done!" retorted Joan, " My work is done! your constant tone; " But hapless woman ne'er can say,
Seite 19 - throne. Behold the man, ye crown'd and ermin'd train! And learn from him the royal art to reign. No guards surround him or his walks infest, No cuirass meanly shields his noble breast; His the defence which despots ne'er can find, The love, the prayers, the interests of mankind. Ask ye what spoils his
Seite 117 - residing in the grantor's hands. Could man, what time the social pact he seal'd, Cede to the state a right he never held ? For all the powers which in the state reside, Result from compact, actual or implied. Too ~well the savage policy we trace To times remote,
Seite 120 - in a poisonous soil, If nurs'd by culture and assiduous toil, May wake to life and vegetative power, Protrude the germ and yield a fragrant flower: E'en thus may man, rapacious and unjust, The slave of sin, the prey of lawless lust, In the drear prison's gloomy round
Seite 20 - true, and faithful to the last, He turns—and urges, as his last request, Remote from power, his weary head to rest. Illustrious Man, adieu! yet, ere we part, Forgive our factions which have wrung thy heart; Still with indulgent eyes thy country see,
Seite 39 - haste, he fir'd the broom. The fire at last subdu'd, he swore The broom and he would meet no more. Press'd by misfortune, and perplex'd, Darby prepar'd for breakfast next; But what to get he scarcely knew— The bread was spent, the butter too. His hands bedaub'd
Seite 117 - of mankind? Say, by what right (one case exempt alone), Do ye prescribe that blood can crimes atone ? If when our fortunes frown, and dangers press, To act the Roman's part be to transgress; For man the use of life alone commands,
Seite 38 - At early dawn, ere Phoebus rose, Old Joan resum'd her tale of woes; When Darby thus—" I'll end the strife, " Be you the man and I the wife: " Take you the scythe and mow, while I " Will all your boasted cares supply." " Content, quoth Joan, give me my stint." This Darby did, and out she went. Old Darby rose and
Seite 123 - Twere wise in laws, 'twere generous to provide Some place where blushing penitence might hide; Yes, 'twere humane, 'twere godlike to protect Returning virtue from the world's neglect, And taunting scorn, which pierce with keener pains, The feeling mind, than dungeons, racks and chains: Enlarge their