The Poetical Works of Thomas Chatterton: With Notices of His Life, a History of the Rowley Controversy, a Selection of His Letters, Notes Critical & Explanatory, & a Glossary ...

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Little, Brown & Company, 1863

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Page 293 - WHAT slender youth, bedew'd with liquid odours, Courts thee on roses in some pleasant cave, Pyrrha \ For whom bind'st thou In wreaths thy golden hair, Plain in thy neatness ? O, how oft shall he On faith and changed gods complain, and seas Rough with black winds, and storms Unwonted shall admire ! Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold, Who always vacant, always amiable Hopes thee, of flattering gales Unmindful. Hapless they, To whom thou untried seem'st fair ! Me, in my vow'd Picture, the sacred...
Page 304 - O God, whose thunder shakes the sky, Whose eye this atom globe surveys ; To Thee, my only rock, I fly, Thy mercy in thy justice praise.
Page lxxxiv - I undeceived him about my being a person of any interest, and urged to him that in duty and gratitude to his mother, who had straitened herself to breed him up to a profession, he ought to labour in it, that in her old age he might absolve his filial debt ; and I told him that when he should have made a fortune, he might unbend himself with the studies consonant to his inclinations.
Page 311 - Item. — If, after my death, which will happen tomorrow night before eight o'clock, being the Feast of the Eesurrection, the coroner and jury bring it in lunacy, I will and direct that Paul Farr, Esq., and Mr. John Flower, at their joint expense, cause my body to be interred in the tomb of my fathers, and raise the monument over my body to the height of four feet five inches, placing the present flat stone on the top, and adding six tablets.
Page 306 - Whose eye this atom globe surveys, To Thee, my only rock, I fly, Thy mercy in Thy justice praise. The mystic mazes of Thy will, The shadows of celestial light, Are past the power of human skill — But what the Eternal acts is right.
Page 6 - Impell'd by his eternal Love He left his Palaces above To cheer our gloomy Sky How shall we celebrate the day, When God appeared in mortal clay, The mark of worldly scorn ; When the Archangel's heavenly Lays, Attempted the Redeemer's Praise And hail'd Salvation's Morn ! A Humble Form the Godhead wore, The Pains of Poverty he bore, To gaudy Pomp unknown : Tho' in a human walk he trod Still was the Man Almighty God In Glory all his own.
Page lxxxiii - ... clerk or apprentice to an attorney, but had a taste and turn for more elegant studies ; and hinted a wish that I would assist him with my interest in emerging out of so dull a profession, by procuring him some place, in which he could pursue his natural bent.
Page 10 - I was a methodist, tis true ; With penitence I turn to you. 0 that it were your bounteous will That I the vacant place might fill ! With justice I'd myself acquit, Do every thing that's right and fit.
Page 313 - To the memory of Thomas Chatterton. Reader, judge not if thou art a Christian, believe that he shall be judged by a superior Power. To that Power alone is he now answerable.
Page 88 - To welcome her at Britain's court; Look up, ye Britons! cease to sigh, For your redemption draweth nigh.

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