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... fight till they are cloy'd , And each by each in mutual wounds destroy'd . Thus when a Barber and a Collier fight , The Barber beats the luckless Collier - white . The dusty Collier heaves his pond'rous sack , And , big with vengeance ...
... fight till they are cloy'd , And each by each in mutual wounds destroy'd . Thus when a Barber and a Collier fight , The Barber beats the luckless Collier - white . The dusty Collier heaves his pond'rous sack , And , big with vengeance ...
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... fight recede.- In that sweet month , when to the list'ning swains Fair Philomel sings love , and every cot With garlands blooms bedight , with bandage meet The tendrils bind , and to the tall poll tie , Else soon , too soon their ...
... fight recede.- In that sweet month , when to the list'ning swains Fair Philomel sings love , and every cot With garlands blooms bedight , with bandage meet The tendrils bind , and to the tall poll tie , Else soon , too soon their ...
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... fight , And forms an union betwixt wrong and right ? Who ( five whole days in senseless malice past ) Repents , and is religious at the last ? NOTES VARIORUM . riferous quality of Hillario's pen is manifest from the following ...
... fight , And forms an union betwixt wrong and right ? Who ( five whole days in senseless malice past ) Repents , and is religious at the last ? NOTES VARIORUM . riferous quality of Hillario's pen is manifest from the following ...
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... fighting - now you think I'm joking ; We love it better far than smoking . Ask but our troops , from man to boy , Who all surviv'd at Fontenoy . ' Tis true , as friends , and as allies , We're ever ready to devise ; Our loves , or any ...
... fighting - now you think I'm joking ; We love it better far than smoking . Ask but our troops , from man to boy , Who all surviv'd at Fontenoy . ' Tis true , as friends , and as allies , We're ever ready to devise ; Our loves , or any ...
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... fight a duel with yourself.- ' Twas on a time , the Lord knows when , In Ely , or in Lincoln fen , A frog and mouse had long disputes , Held in the language of the brutes , Who of a certain pool and pasture , Shou'd be the sovereign and ...
... fight a duel with yourself.- ' Twas on a time , the Lord knows when , In Ely , or in Lincoln fen , A frog and mouse had long disputes , Held in the language of the brutes , Who of a certain pool and pasture , Shou'd be the sovereign and ...
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Page 449 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen, who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Page 448 - The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Page 79 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 66 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 83 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain. And drinking largely sobers us again.
Page 448 - Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
Page 445 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms...
Page 448 - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove...
Page 444 - Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die; These, here disporting, own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil; While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
Page 66 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...