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... feel : For I have lov'd the rural walk through lanes Of grassy swarth , close cropp'd by nibbling sheep , And skirted thick with intertexture firm Of thorny boughs ; have lov'd the rural walk O'er hills , through valleys , and by ...
... feel : For I have lov'd the rural walk through lanes Of grassy swarth , close cropp'd by nibbling sheep , And skirted thick with intertexture firm Of thorny boughs ; have lov'd the rural walk O'er hills , through valleys , and by ...
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... feel at ev'ry step Our foot half sunk in hillocks green and soft , Rais'd by the mole , the miner of the soil . He , not unlike the great ones of mankind , Disfigures Earth : and , plotting in the dark , Toils much to earn a monumental ...
... feel at ev'ry step Our foot half sunk in hillocks green and soft , Rais'd by the mole , the miner of the soil . He , not unlike the great ones of mankind , Disfigures Earth : and , plotting in the dark , Toils much to earn a monumental ...
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... feel the fresh'ning impulse , and are cleans'd By restless undulation : e'en the oak Thrives by the rude concussion of the storm : He seems indeed indignant , and to feel Th ' impression of the blast with proud disdain , Frowning , as ...
... feel the fresh'ning impulse , and are cleans'd By restless undulation : e'en the oak Thrives by the rude concussion of the storm : He seems indeed indignant , and to feel Th ' impression of the blast with proud disdain , Frowning , as ...
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... feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax , That falls asunder at the touch of fire . He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not colourd like his own ; and having pow'r T'enforce the wrong , for such a worthy ...
... feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax , That falls asunder at the touch of fire . He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not colourd like his own ; and having pow'r T'enforce the wrong , for such a worthy ...
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... feel her mercy too . Sure there is need of social intercourse , Benevolence , and peace , and mutual aid , Between the nations , in a world that seems To toll the death bell of its own descease , And by the voice of all its elements To ...
... feel her mercy too . Sure there is need of social intercourse , Benevolence , and peace , and mutual aid , Between the nations , in a world that seems To toll the death bell of its own descease , And by the voice of all its elements To ...
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abroad beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charms clime death Deciduous delight distant divine domestick dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy favour'd fear feeds feel field of glory flow'r folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruit gives glory grace grave groves hand happy heart Heav'n honour hopes and fears Hosanna human king labour learn'd less liberty lost lov'd lyre magick mercy Mighty winds mind 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 smiles SOFA soft song soon soul sound spleen stream sweet sycophant task taste thee theme thine thou art toil touch'd tow'r trembling truth Twas vale virtue walk wand'ring weary wind winter wisdom worthy
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Page 165 - 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.
Page 45 - Support and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth: there stands The legate of the skies! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the gospel whispers peace.
Page 159 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 47 - A messenger of grace to guilty men. Behold the picture ! — Is it like ? — Like whom ? The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again ; pronounce a text ; Cry — hem ! and reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene...
Page 36 - 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.
Page 46 - 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.
Page 165 - The garden fears no blight, and needs no fence, For there is none to covet; all are full. The lion, and the libbard, and the bear, Graze with the fearless flocks; all bask at noon Together, or all gambol in the shade Of the same grove, and drink one common stream ; Antipathies are none.
Page 36 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Page 36 - We have no slaves at home — then why abroad ? And they themselves once ferried o'er the wave That parts us, are emancipate and loosed. Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Page 35 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.