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abroad beauty beneath betimes boast BOOK breath call'd cause charms clime delights distant divine dread dream earth ease Edmonton ev'n ev'ry fair fake fame fancy fast fear feed feel field of glory flow'rs folly form'd foul fountain of eternal frown fruits Gilpin give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heart heav'n honor human John Gilpin king learn'd less light lost lyre mercy Mighty winds mind mischief nature nature's Nebaioth never nymphs o'er once ossice peace perhaps pleas'd pleasure plebeian polish'd pow'r praise proud rapture riddance rife rude rural sacred scene schools scorn seek seem'd shade shine sleep sloth smile Sofa song soon sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil touch'd trembling truth Twas virtue waste wind winter wisdom worth youth
Page 275 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Page 191 - Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connexion. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Page 54 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Page 277 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more.
Page 210 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain for us ! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy, Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous hosanna round.
Page 285 - And thus unto the youth she said That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein.
Page 279 - So fair and softly, John he cried, But John he cried in vain; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Page 278 - And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw.