The poems of Winthrop Mackworth Praed, with a memoir by D. Coleridge, Volume 1

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Page 197 - And the Priest was ready to vomit, When he hauled out a gentleman, fine and fat, With a belly as big as a brimming vat, And a nose as red as a comet.
Page 198 - As he took forth a bait from his iron box. Many the cunning sportsman tried, Many he flung with a frown aside ; A minstrel's harp, and a miser's chest, A hermit's cowl, and a baron's crest, Jewels of lustre, robes of price, Tomes of heresy, loaded dice, And golden cups of the brightest wine That ever was pressed from the Burgundy vine. There was a perfume of sulphur and nitre...
Page 8 - Two YEARS BEFORE THE MAST." DANA'S SEAMAN'S MANUAL; containing a Treatise on Practical Seamanship, with Plates ; a Dictionary of Sea Terms ; Customs and Usages of the Merchant Service ; Laws relating to the Practical Duties of Master and Mariners.
Page 197 - There was turning of keys, and creaking of locks, As he took forth a bait from his iron box.
Page 228 - But Folly little cares what name Of friend or foe she handles, When merriment directs the game, And midnight dims the candles ; I know that Folly's breath is weak And would not stir a feather ; But yet I would not have her speak Your name and mine together.
Page 3 - Occurrence, Ancient and Modern — the Foundation, Laws, and Governments of Countries —their Progress in Civilisation, Industry, and Science— their Achievements in Arms; the Political and Social Transactions of the British Empire— its Civil, Military, and Religious Institutions — the Origin and Advance of Human Arts and Inventions, with copious details of England, Scotland, and Ireland.
Page 313 - Childhood's brow, Was the blue heaven that beamed above him. Old Time, in most appalling wrath, That valley's green repose invaded; The brooks grew dry upon his path, The birds were mute, the lilies faded; But Time so swiftly winged his flight, In haste a Grecian tomb to batter, That Childhood watched his paper kite, And knew just nothing of the matter. With curling lip, and glancing eye, Guilt gazed upon the scene a minute...
Page 314 - Then stepped a gloomy phantom up, Pale, cypress-crowned, Night's awful daughter, And proffered him a fearful cup Full to the brim of bitter water : Poor Childhood bade her tell her name ; And when the beldame muttered — " Sorrow," He said, — " Don't interrupt my game ; I'll taste it, if I must, to-morrow.
Page 342 - To horse, to horse, Sir Nicholas ! the clarion's note is high; To horse, to horse, Sir Nicholas ! the huge drum makes reply...
Page 314 - Childhood watched his paper kite, And knew just nothing of the matter. With curling lip and glancing eye Guilt gazed upon the scene a minute ; But Childhood's glance of purity Had such a holy spell within it, That the dark demon to the air Spread forth again his baffled pinion, And hid his envy and despair, Self-tortured, in his own dominion. Then...

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