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... lost his intrest t sold as once they desirous to compound , sinners upon English el , er quirks they se , and man is weak ; all obliterate the past , adult shall be their h still , all whisper in e who never had a fear tever doubted of ...
... lost his intrest t sold as once they desirous to compound , sinners upon English el , er quirks they se , and man is weak ; all obliterate the past , adult shall be their h still , all whisper in e who never had a fear tever doubted of ...
Page 45
... lost his int'rest here , And pardons are not sold as once they were , No papist more desirous to compound , Than some grave sinners upon English ground . That plea refuted , other quirks they seek- Mercy is infinite , and man is weak ...
... lost his int'rest here , And pardons are not sold as once they were , No papist more desirous to compound , Than some grave sinners upon English ground . That plea refuted , other quirks they seek- Mercy is infinite , and man is weak ...
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... lost in errours his vain heart prefers , She safe in the simplicity of hers . Not many wise , rich , noble , or profound In science , win one inch of heav'nly ground . And is it not a mortifying thought 1 The poor should gain it , and ...
... lost in errours his vain heart prefers , She safe in the simplicity of hers . Not many wise , rich , noble , or profound In science , win one inch of heav'nly ground . And is it not a mortifying thought 1 The poor should gain it , and ...
Page 48
... lost . Go - bid the winter cease to chill the year , Replace the wand'ring comet in his sphere , Then boast ( but wait for that unhop'd - for hour ) The self - restoring arm of human pow'r . But what is man in his own proud esteem ...
... lost . Go - bid the winter cease to chill the year , Replace the wand'ring comet in his sphere , Then boast ( but wait for that unhop'd - for hour ) The self - restoring arm of human pow'r . But what is man in his own proud esteem ...
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... lost ? -she cries , Fall'n from her glory , and too weak to rise ? Torpid and dull beneath a frozen zone , Has she no spark that may be deem'd her own ? Grant her indebted to what zealots call Grace undeserv'd , yet surely not for all ...
... lost ? -she cries , Fall'n from her glory , and too weak to rise ? Torpid and dull beneath a frozen zone , Has she no spark that may be deem'd her own ? Grant her indebted to what zealots call Grace undeserv'd , yet surely not for all ...
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Page 237 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race.
Page 442 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 213 - Twelve years have elapsed since I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade.
Page 386 - 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.
Page 232 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin neck or nought, Away went hat and wig, He little dreamt when he set out Of running such a rig.
Page 230 - Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Page 382 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs, Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 237 - ... that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town ; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Page 169 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Page 161 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.