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Page 46 - Missisi^pi stream, By forests shaded, now runs weeping on, Nations shall grow, and STATES not less in fame Than Greece and Rome of old ! — we too shall boast Our Alexanders, Pompeys, heroes, kings, That in the womb of time yet dormant lie, Waiting the joyous hour of life and light...
Page 188 - And scatter'd fate, where'er his footsteps came. Some did not seem obedient to his will, And swore he mingled poison with his pill, But I acquit him by a fair confession, He was no...
Page 183 - Dull flew the hours, till, from the East display'd, Sweet morn dispells the horrors of the shade ; On every side dire objects meet the sight, And pallid forms, and murders of the night, The dead were past their pain, the living groan, Nor dare to hope another morn their own ; But what to them is morn's delightful ray, Sad and distressful as the close of day, O'er distant streams appears the dewy green, And leafy trees on mountain tops are seen, But they no groves nor grassy mountains tread, Mark'd...
Page 57 - Whom, if heaven pleases, we'll give bloody noses. From the valiant Dunmore, with his crew of banditti, Who plunder Virginians at Williamsburg city, From hot-headed Montague, mighty to swear, The little fat man, with his pretty white hair.
Page 143 - Take not the rights of human kind away. When God from chaos gave this world to be, Man then he formed, and formed him to be free, In his own image stampt the favourite race — How darest thou, tyrant, the fair stamp deface!
Page 188 - He drencht us well with bitter draughts, 'tis true, Nostrums from hell, and cortex from Peru — Some with his pills he sent to Pluto's reign, And some he blister'd with his flies of Spain ; His cream of Tartar...
Page 306 - At this time arose a certain King Sears, Who made it his study to banish our fears ! He was, without doubt, a person of merit, Great knowledge, some wit, and abundance of spirit ; Could talk like a lawyer, and that without fee, And threaten'd perdition to all who drank Tea.
Page 363 - Nor longer shall your princely flood From distant lakes be swelled in vain, Nor longer through a darksome wood Advance unnoticed to the main; Far other ends the heavens decree — And commerce plans new freights for thee.