Genuine Poetical Remains

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Joseph Booker, 1827 - 301 pages
 

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Page 133 - For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Page 12 - T' attempt so glorious a design. This was the purpose of their meeting, For which they chose a time as fitting, When, at the full, her radiant light And influence too were at their height.
Page 231 - Authority intoxicates, And makes mere sots of magistrates ; The fumes of it invade the brain, And make men giddy, proud, and vain By this the fool commands the wise, The noble with the base complies, The sot assumes the rule of wit, And cowards make the base submit.
Page 150 - As feeble damsels, for his sake, Would have been proud to undertake ; And, bravely ambitious to redeem The world's loss and their own, Strove who should have the honour to lay down And change a life with him...
Page 23 - Resolv'd, howe'er, to make it good, At least as possible as he could, And rather his own eyes condemn, Than question what he 'ad seen with them.
Page 67 - Unhappy man takes pains to find, T inflict himself upon his mind : And out of his own bowels spins A rack and torture for his sins; Torments himself in vain, to know That most which he can never do; And, the more strictly 'tis...
Page 12 - With which they heav'n itself assail, Was mounted full against the moon, And all stood ready to fall on, Impatient who should have the honour To plant an ensign first upon her.
Page 33 - But, when they had unscrew'd the Glass, To find out, where th' Impostor was, And saw the Mouse, that by mishap, Had made the Telescope a Trap, Amaz'd, confounded, and afflicted...
Page 72 - For those who heretofore sought private holes, Securely in the dark to damn their souls, Wore vizards of hypocrisy, to steal And slink away in masquerade to hell, Now bring their crimes into the open sun, For all mankind to gaze their worst upon...
Page 85 - I, whom a lewd caprich (for some great crime I have committed) has condemn'd to rhyme, With slavish obstinacy vex my brain To reconcile them, but, alas ! in vain. Sometimes I set my wits upon the rack, And, when I would say white, the verse says black ; When I would draw a brave man to the life, It names...

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