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Page 79 - It aids the dancer's heel, the writer's head, And heaps the plain with mountains of the dead ; Nor ends with life ; but nods in sable plumes, Adorns our hearse, and flatters on our tombs.
Page 112 - But after seven years' dance, from place to place The 'Dane is more familiar with his grace. Who'd be a crutch to prop a rotten peer ; Or living pendant dangling at his ear, For ever whisp'ring secrets, which were blown For months before, by trumpets, thro...
Page 10 - Impetuous winds the scatter'd forests rend ; Eternal mountains, like their cedars, bend ; The valleys yawn, the troubled ocean roar, And break the bondage of his wonted shore ; A sanguine stain the silver moon o'erspread ; Darkness the circle of the sun invade ; From inmost heaven incessant thunders roll, And the strong echo bound from pole to pole.
Page 131 - LIBERIA'S eye As riot, impudence, and perfidy ; The youth of fire, that has drunk deep, and play'd...
Page 97 - Though prone to like, yet cautious to commend, You read with all the malice of a friend; Nor favour my attempts that way alone, But more to raise my verse, conceal your own. An ill-tim'd modesty!
Page 81 - Let high birth triumph ! What can be more great ? Nothing — but merit in a low estate.
Page 82 - The man who builds, and wants wherewith to pay, Provides a home from which to run away. In Britain, what is many a lordly seat, But a discharge in full for an estate...
Page 96 - I'll conjure thus some profit out of thee. O THOU myself! abroad our counsels roam, And, like ill husbands, take no care at home : Thou too art wounded with the common dart, And Love of Fame lies throbbing at thy heart; And what wise means to gain it hast thou chose?
Page 79 - Some go to church, proud humbly to repent, And come back much more guilty than they went : One way they look, another way they steer, Pray to the gods, but would have mortals hear ; And when their sins they set sincerely down, They'll find that their religion has been one.