The Vision of Justice, and Other PoemsWard, 1879 - 117 páginas |
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... Soon in new spacious courts he'll be installed , For Courts of Law , not Justice , are they called ; A paper porcupine where'eer he goes , His rustling presence frights his timid foes In search of right the poor man halts before He ...
... Soon in new spacious courts he'll be installed , For Courts of Law , not Justice , are they called ; A paper porcupine where'eer he goes , His rustling presence frights his timid foes In search of right the poor man halts before He ...
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... soon will Edward Froggatt be forgot , The mean abettor of a ghastly plot ; In Dimsdale , too , a legal traitor see , Who learnt how stern the laws he broke can be . But Caledonia balked my willing hand In dealing vengeance on the ...
... soon will Edward Froggatt be forgot , The mean abettor of a ghastly plot ; In Dimsdale , too , a legal traitor see , Who learnt how stern the laws he broke can be . But Caledonia balked my willing hand In dealing vengeance on the ...
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... soon forgot . Truly the heathen poet sang of old , ' Naught will man shrink from in his thirst for gold . May visions of the ruin Potter spread Haunt him like phantoms on his dying bed ! May glaring demons dance before his eyes , And ...
... soon forgot . Truly the heathen poet sang of old , ' Naught will man shrink from in his thirst for gold . May visions of the ruin Potter spread Haunt him like phantoms on his dying bed ! May glaring demons dance before his eyes , And ...
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... soon , bereavement shows What desert waste before thee lies . IV . And as , when midst the parting storm , The rainbow's hues of promise shine , E'en so may Hope , in rainbow form , Shed comfort on that heart of thine . Mary Queen of ...
... soon , bereavement shows What desert waste before thee lies . IV . And as , when midst the parting storm , The rainbow's hues of promise shine , E'en so may Hope , in rainbow form , Shed comfort on that heart of thine . Mary Queen of ...
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... soon far and near , Nought but the ring of axes greets the ear ; Their sturdy blows the neighbouring echoes wake , And bid the monarchs of the forest quake : Full many a tree with leafy glory crowned Bows his majestic head and strews ...
... soon far and near , Nought but the ring of axes greets the ear ; Their sturdy blows the neighbouring echoes wake , And bid the monarchs of the forest quake : Full many a tree with leafy glory crowned Bows his majestic head and strews ...
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awful BEETON'S Bendemeer beneath bloom bower breast breathed bright brow calm charms Coloured Plates COOKERY countenance divine dance dark dear death Devonian dream e'en e'er Emma ev'ry eyes faded fair fame fear flowers GARDENING gaze gently Gerusalemme Liberata gleam glorious glow Goddess grace grief hear Heaven hope hour HYDE PARKER IDEM LATINE REDDITUM isle joys Justice King Kiss of Death Knave of Hearts light limaces Lurley Mabel maid Malaprop manicas mermaids merry mocking moonstone mortal mournful Moxon's ne'er neath nigh night o'er oaken once Perchance Poets pride quadrille Queen of Scots rest Rio verde rose Sartore seemed shine shone shore sigh sight silent sing sleep smile song sparkling spirit stanza strange stream strive sweet tears thee thine thou hast thought thro tomb Town Rat Twas Undine vanished voice wave ween Where'er wild wing words
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Página 86 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Página 96 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome at an inn.
Página 86 - And a dew was distill'd from their flowers that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, , An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer...
Página 90 - If the man who turnips cries, Cry not when his father dies, 'Tis a proof that he had rather Have a turnip than his father.
Página 86 - twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm BENDEMEER?
Página 88 - A REFLECTION AT SEA. SEE how, beneath the moonbeam's smile, Yon little billow heaves its breast, And foams and sparkles for a while, And murmuring then subsides to rest. Thus man, the sport of bliss and care, Rises on Time's eventful sea ; And, having swell'da moment there, Thus melts into eternity ! AN INVITATION TO SUPPER TO MRS.