Poems, 2 tomasJ. Johnson, 1788 |
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... skies , and th ' old And crazy earth has had her shaking fits More frequent , and forgone her ufual rest . Is it a time to wrangle , when the props And pillars of our planet seem to fail , And Nature with a dim and fickly eye To wait ...
... skies , and th ' old And crazy earth has had her shaking fits More frequent , and forgone her ufual rest . Is it a time to wrangle , when the props And pillars of our planet seem to fail , And Nature with a dim and fickly eye To wait ...
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... cause . There stands the meffenger of truth . There stands The legate of the skies . His theme divine , His office facred , his credentials clear . By him , the violated law speaks out Its thunders 8 By 62 Book ii . THE TASK .
... cause . There stands the meffenger of truth . There stands The legate of the skies . His theme divine , His office facred , his credentials clear . By him , the violated law speaks out Its thunders 8 By 62 Book ii . THE TASK .
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... from her Grace , Whose flambeaux flash against the morning skies , And gild our chamber ceilings as they pass , To her who frugal only that her thrift 1 May feed exceffes fhe can ill afford , Is hackney'd 2 May 78 Book ii . THE TASK ,
... from her Grace , Whose flambeaux flash against the morning skies , And gild our chamber ceilings as they pass , To her who frugal only that her thrift 1 May feed exceffes fhe can ill afford , Is hackney'd 2 May 78 Book ii . THE TASK ,
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... temper sheds into thy chrystal cup . Thou art the nurfe of virtue . In thine arms She fmiles , appearing , as in truth fhe is , Heav'n- Heav'n - born , and deftin'd to the skies again Book iii . 93 THE GARDEN . The Garden.
... temper sheds into thy chrystal cup . Thou art the nurfe of virtue . In thine arms She fmiles , appearing , as in truth fhe is , Heav'n- Heav'n - born , and deftin'd to the skies again Book iii . 93 THE GARDEN . The Garden.
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William Cowper. Heav'n - born , and deftin'd to the skies again . Thou art not known where pleasure is ador'd , That reeling goddefs with the zoneless waist And wand'ring eyes , ftill leaning on the arm Of novelty , her fickle frail ...
William Cowper. Heav'n - born , and deftin'd to the skies again . Thou art not known where pleasure is ador'd , That reeling goddefs with the zoneless waist And wand'ring eyes , ftill leaning on the arm Of novelty , her fickle frail ...
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