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Stran 224 - No — through the extended globe his feelings run As broad and general as the unbounded sun! 4o No narrow bigot he\ — his reasoned view Thy interests, England, ranks with thine, Peru! France at our doors, he sees no danger nigh, But heaves for Turkey's woes the impartial sigh; A steady Patriot of the World alone, The friend of every country — but his own.
Stran 11 - Story? God bless you! I have none to tell, sir: Only last night a-drinking at the Chequers, This poor old hat and breeches, as you see, were Torn in a scuffle. Constables came up for to take me into Custody; they took me before the justice; Justice Oldmixon put me in the parish Stocks for a vagrant.
Stran 143 - O navis, referent in mare te novi fluctus ! o quid agis ? fortiter occupa portum ! nonne vides ut nudum remigio latus et malus celeri saucius Africo 5 antennaeque gemant ac sine funibus vix durare carinae possint imperiosius aequor?
Stran 10 - Needy Knife-grinder! whither are you going? Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order — Bleak blows the blast ; — your hat has got a hole in't, So have your breeches. Weary Knife-grinder ! little think the proud ones Who in their coaches roll along the turnpikeroad, what hard work 'tis crying all day, " Knives and Scissors to grind O!
Stran 228 - Candour, which spares its foes, nor e'er descends With bigot zeal to combat for its friends ; Candour, which loves in see-saw strain to tell Of acting foolishly, but meaning well; Too nice to praise by wholesale or to blame, Convinced that all men's motives are the same ; And finds, with keen discriminating sight, Black's not so black, nor white so very white.
Stran 18 - ... charity. The force of this prohibition, and the strictness with which it is observed, are strongly exemplified in the following poem. It is the production of the same author, whose happy effort in English Sapphics we presumed to imitate ; the present effusion is in Dactylics, and equally subject to the laws of Latin prosody.
Stran 11 - Was it the squire, for killing of his game, or Covetous parson, for his tithes distraining ? Or roguish lawyer, made you lose your little All in a lawsuit ? (Have you not read the " Rights of Man," by Tom Paine ?) Drops of compassion tremble on my eyelids, Ready to fall, as soon as you have told your Pitiful story.
Stran 235 - Couriers and Stars, Sedition's Evening Host, Thou Morning Chronicle, and Morning Post, Whether ye make the Rights of Man your theme, Your Country Libel, and your God blaspheme, Or dirt on private worth and virtue throw, Still blasphemous or blackguard, praise Lepaux ! ' And ye five other wandering Bards, that move In sweet accord of harmony and love, C dge and S — th — y, L — d, and L — b and Co. Tune all your mystic harps to praise Lepaux...
Stran 230 - There were a few who laughed indeed, but that was thought hard-hearted, and immoral, and irreligious, and God knows what. Crying was the order of the day. Why will not the Opposition try these topics again ? La Fayette indeed (the more's the pity) is out. But why not a motion for a general...
Stran 164 - Destroy the frame of society, decompose its parts and set the elements fighting one against another — insulated and individual — every man for himself (stripped of prejudice, of bigotry, and of feeling for others) against the remainder of his species; and there is then some hope of a totally new order of things, of a radical reform in the present corrupt system of the world.