The Spirit of the Public Journals: Being an Impartial Selection of the Most Exquisite Essays and Jeux D'esprits, Principally Prose, that Appear in the Newspapers and Other Publications, Том 13Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott James Ridgway, 1810 |
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... Patriot's threaten'd fall- The moment lost - the victor Gaul , I chase the vanquish'd foe's dismay , And send him crown'd with spoils away . By me our troops embark in vain , Then land - and then embark again ; And yet on rosy bed at ...
... Patriot's threaten'd fall- The moment lost - the victor Gaul , I chase the vanquish'd foe's dismay , And send him crown'd with spoils away . By me our troops embark in vain , Then land - and then embark again ; And yet on rosy bed at ...
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... patriot bands , To guard their infant struggles to be free , And save them from the Despot's bloody chain : Who could believe that there was tongue 66 so rude As durst to wag in noise " against thy fame- Yet such there are a vile and ...
... patriot bands , To guard their infant struggles to be free , And save them from the Despot's bloody chain : Who could believe that there was tongue 66 so rude As durst to wag in noise " against thy fame- Yet such there are a vile and ...
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... Patriots shall swing , And the people shall find me a devil . That scoundrel Cevallos Shall go to the gallows , For exposing my plottings so sly ; And their nobles , God wot , When caught , shall be shot , For rejecting our Joey and I ...
... Patriots shall swing , And the people shall find me a devil . That scoundrel Cevallos Shall go to the gallows , For exposing my plottings so sly ; And their nobles , God wot , When caught , shall be shot , For rejecting our Joey and I ...
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... Patriots was a motion of course , and governed by all the principles of equity that rule the courts below . The British nation were too sanguine in their expectations , at first ; it was not to be supposed by any one who read the rules ...
... Patriots was a motion of course , and governed by all the principles of equity that rule the courts below . The British nation were too sanguine in their expectations , at first ; it was not to be supposed by any one who read the rules ...
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... Patriots , they were an oppressed and gal- Jant people ; and no man could satisfy him to the con- trary , but that our alliance with them , in opposition to our inveterate enemy on the Mediterranean shores , was PARLIAMENTARY ...
... Patriots , they were an oppressed and gal- Jant people ; and no man could satisfy him to the con- trary , but that our alliance with them , in opposition to our inveterate enemy on the Mediterranean shores , was PARLIAMENTARY ...
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Страница 39 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Страница 319 - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Страница 295 - Th' insulting tyrant, prancing o'er the field Strow'd with Home's citizens, and drench'd in slaughter, His horse's hoofs wet with Patrician blood ! Oh, Portius ! is there not some chosen curse, Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man, Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin ? PORTIUS.
Страница 58 - Is there a son of generous England here Or fervid Erin ? — he with us shall join, To pray that in eternal union dear, The rose, the shamrock, and the thistle twine ! Types of a race who shall th...
Страница 84 - Bows to the sage, and mounts the car. The lash resounds, the coursers spring, The chariot marks the rolling ring; And gath'ring crowds, with eager eyes, And shouts, pursue him as he flies. Triumphant to the goal return'd, With nobler thirst his bosom burn'd; And now along th...
Страница 318 - On the bare earth exposed he lies With not a friend to close his eyes. With downcast looks the joyless victor sate, Revolving in his alter'd soul The various turns of chance below; And now and then a sigh he stole, And tears began to flow.
Страница 339 - What strings symphonious tremble in the air. What strains of vocal transport round her play ? Hear from the grave, great Taliessin, hear : They breathe a soul to animate thy clay. Bright Rapture calls, and soaring as she sings, Waves in the eye of Heaven her many-colour'd wings.
Страница 83 - Howe'er, the youth, with forward air, Bows to the sage, and mounts the car. The lash resounds, the coursers spring, The chariot...
Страница 84 - Ev'n bearded sages hail'd the boy; And all but Plato gaz'd with joy. For he, deep-judging sage, beheld With pain the triumphs of the field : And when the charioteer drew nigh, And, flush'd with hope, had caught his eye,
Страница 318 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble, Honour but an empty bubble, Never ending, still beginning; Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think, it worth enjoying: Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee ! —The many rend the skies with loud applause; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause.