The Poetical Works of Charles Churchill: With Copious Notes and a Life of the Author, Volume 2

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Little, Brown, 1864
 

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Page 149 - With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet seaboy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king?
Page 149 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness ! Why, rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber ; Than in the perfumed chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest melody...
Page 160 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot, Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Page 272 - A hateful tax levied upon commodities, and adjudged not by the common judges of property, but wretches hired by those to whom excise is paid.
Page 47 - His abilities gave him a haughty confidence, which he disdained to conceal or mollify ; and his impatience of opposition disposed him to treat his adversaries with such contemptuous superiority as made his readers commonly his enemies, and excited against the advocate the wishes of some who favoured the cause. He seems to have adopted the Roman emperor's determination, oderint dum mctvant ; he used no allurements of gentle language, but wished to compel rather than persuade. His style is copious...
Page 46 - And was so proud, that should he meet The Twelve Apostles in the street, He'd turn his nose up at them all, And shove his Saviour from the wall...
Page 149 - That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 16 - Purg'd by the sword and beautified by fire, Then had we seen proud London's hated walls; Owls might have hooted in St. Peter's choir, And foxes stunk and litter'd in St. Paul's.
Page 62 - ... life, to forfeit it a thousand ways ; A constant bounty, which no friend has made ; An angel tongue, which no man can persuade ; A fool, with more of wit than half mankind, Too rash for thought, for action too...
Page 63 - Too infamous to have a friend; Too bad for bad men to commend, Or good to name; beneath whose weight Earth groans; who hath been spared by Fate Only to show, on Mercy's plan, How far and long God bears with man.

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