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Then , thro' her stores , shall active mem-Vy rove , Teaching each various charm to bloom ¦ j" anew , And still the rapUir'd eye of faithful love Shall bend on Thyrsis its delighted view : Still shall he triumph , with resistless power , Still rule the conquer'd heart to life ' s remotest hour .
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As tir'd of piercing : sleet and drifting . q * toy th * e supported I securely go ; Or , tottering , should I reach nor post nor wall , ^ On thy soft bosom no hard hap to fall . Let mazy skaiters en the Serpentine Jack Frost in bumpers toast of sparkling wine
, And though he pay them with full many a knock , Praise , spaniel-like , while writhing from the shock ,
Would lofty Pegasus e ' er grace my stud I'd soar sublime in praise of thee , 0 Mud Thou nam'd ' , Great Bourbon , * LordRrf Gallia ' s crown , And thine , as Thomson sang , f is Brentford Town . PEDESTRIUS . f
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A Seasonable Sonnet . ( Written Feb . 10 , 1814 J Jam satis teiris nivitf atque dirac Grandinis . Hon . Enough on foot , on horseback , or in mail , EndurM the drifting , snow and pelting bail . Imit .
XT AIL Mud ! forgotten amidst summer ' s " ¦ heat Grateful I see thee shroud my frost-nipp'd f eet ,
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- Epigram ^ on Joanna Southcott * s Death ( From the Morn . Chron . ) ReeceX to the saints the fact reveals , * Joanna ' s die is cast '
For , spite of gifts , of faith and seals , Death sealed her up at last . jjj Tozer ^ in grief , says , — Sharped you flat ,
The doctors could not save her . Sharpe says— Four days will prove all that j If not—then we'll engrave her . ' G . W . S .
York , Jan . 4 , 1815 . * Voltaire in " The History of the Civil Wars of France , " says of " Henry the Great ' s Father , " that he was " the hef d ©» that branch called Bourbon , which fo * " * ly signified Muddy , from a place so called
which fell to their family , by a marriage with an heiress of that name . f -Brentford Town a town oftnud-Castle of Indolence . % Joannas favourite medical attendant . § The chief preacher of the sect . ** || A celebrated engraver , distinguish by his faith in the prophetess .
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——¦^¦ c ^—On Suicide . A Thought from Martial . 1 \\ fHEN * * n allgry mood has ftwnM And gather'd all her storms around ,
The sturdy Romans cry , The great , who'd be reieas'dfrom pain , Falls on his sword , or opes a vein } And bravely dares to die . 2 But know ; beneath life ' s heavy load , In sharp affliction ' s thorny road ,
* Midst thousand ills that grieve , Where dangers threaten , cares infest , Where friends forsake and foes molest , 'Tis braver far to live .
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Sir , Jaw . 24 , 1815 . "J ^ R OM the costly and highly complimen ted Poem , Charlemagne , 1 beg leave to offer you , with a translation , a short but striking contrast , in a passage where the genius of Christianity addresses the hero Vitikind .
Chant Seizibme . Que te pr / escril Odin ? Combattre sans repos ; et dans le sang humain S ' agiter sans repos—Telle est ieur loi supreme . Vous fermez votre cocur a toutes les vertus .
St . 33 . Aimer tous les humains ; proteger Ieur repos ; Savoir donner un frein aux names , aux vengeances 5 Vaincre ses passions 5 oublier les offenses ; Pardoner aux vaincus , et soulag-er Ieur maux : Telle est , 6 Vitikind , ma doctrine ineffable , Seule loi veritable . St . 34 . What dictates Odin ? listen to his lore . Thy years consume in ever-during strife , Thy sword , ne ' er sated , still unsheathe to pour A sanguine torrent , fed with human life : '¦ Gainst ev ' ry virtuous impulse guard thy heart .
Such the stern spirit Odin slaws impart . To love all human-kind , their peace prolong , To curb the wild career of vengeful bate , With passions self-controul'd ' to bear the wrong , The fair 11 to save , and soothe their hapless fate . Such is , O Vitikind \ my faith divine , Mine the sole law where truths celestial shine . R . B . —^^ bbc ^—
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Feb. 2, 1815, page 120, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1757/page/56/
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