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Strana 287 - When Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main ; This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this strain : " Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves!
Strana 288 - Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful from each foreign stroke; As the loud blast that tears the skies Serves but to root thy native oak. Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame; All their attempts to bend thee down Will but arouse thy generous flame, But work their woe, and thy renown.
Strana 82 - So shall the fairest face appear When youth and years are flown; Such is the robe that kings must wear When death has reft their crown.
Strana 112 - Then up and crew the red, red cock, And up then crew the gray: "Tis time, tis time, my dear Margret, That you were going away.
Strana 295 - To thee belongs the rural reign; Thy cities shall with commerce shine; All thine shall be the subject main, And every shore it circles thine.
Strana 82 - WHEN all was wrapt in dark midnight, And all were fast asleep, In glided Margaret's grimly ghost, And stood at William's feet.
Strana 276 - Invite the tuneful birds to sing; And while they warble from each spray, Love melts the universal Lay ! Let us, AMANDA ! timely wise, Like them, improve the hour that flies ; And, in soft raptures, waste the day Among the Birks of Endermay!
Strana 112 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Strana 111 - Thou art my father:" to the worm, "Thou art my mother, and my sister.