The poetical works of John KennedyJ. Kennedy, 1818 |
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... To represent the terror of my power . Turn to those lands , where Jewish sceptre sway'd Over a stubborn , tho ' heaven favour'd race . Where cornucopiæ pour'd the balm of life . Where Love and Joy embrac'd , join'd in the ring ( 19 )
... To represent the terror of my power . Turn to those lands , where Jewish sceptre sway'd Over a stubborn , tho ' heaven favour'd race . Where cornucopiæ pour'd the balm of life . Where Love and Joy embrac'd , join'd in the ring ( 19 )
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... heaven , and all was happiness around ; By me transform'd into a scene of woe . There , dark oppression , with unhallow'd hands Beggars her dupes ; and wadd'ling monks contrive From pilgrimatical enthusiast ; Who travelling there , for ...
... heaven , and all was happiness around ; By me transform'd into a scene of woe . There , dark oppression , with unhallow'd hands Beggars her dupes ; and wadd'ling monks contrive From pilgrimatical enthusiast ; Who travelling there , for ...
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... heaven ; Imploring vengeance on the ruthless head Of Tyranny ; loud screaming " neath the tiger Arm of man , and merc'less misery .. But little does the gloomy pagan know That I'm the cause ; that knavish Europeans To elude my grasp ...
... heaven ; Imploring vengeance on the ruthless head Of Tyranny ; loud screaming " neath the tiger Arm of man , and merc'less misery .. But little does the gloomy pagan know That I'm the cause ; that knavish Europeans To elude my grasp ...
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John Kennedy. Spike , strangle , and destroy the poor remains , Of Heaven's great image castigated man ! " But mark my sway over the sons of genius . See Homer , begging through the streets of Greece ; Chanting his Iliad for a farthing ...
John Kennedy. Spike , strangle , and destroy the poor remains , Of Heaven's great image castigated man ! " But mark my sway over the sons of genius . See Homer , begging through the streets of Greece ; Chanting his Iliad for a farthing ...
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... there's within this earthly sphere , Aboon , an offering heaven holds dear ; ' Tis the last libation Liberty draws From the heart that bleeds , and breaks in her cause . F MOORE " And Death exulting drives behind ; ' In me ( 61 )
... there's within this earthly sphere , Aboon , an offering heaven holds dear ; ' Tis the last libation Liberty draws From the heart that bleeds , and breaks in her cause . F MOORE " And Death exulting drives behind ; ' In me ( 61 )
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aften amang appear'd arms auld Babylon behold bewitched blast blaw blest bliss blood bolt of heaven bosom brave breast bright BURNS Caledonia canna Cavan Cuirassier dear death despair dread drouth Elenor ev'ry ever"-we'll conquer faithfu fell fir'd frae frien friendship fury gart genius gi'e gloomy glorious glory Goths Greece hauf haun havock head heart honour Hope horror hour ither juist keen KILMARNOCK land lash Liberty lone look'd loud shout mair mang mony mooly muse ne'er neath Nebuchadnezzar night noble numbers o'er owre pensive pleasure poor press'd pride proud raggamuffin rais'd rejoic'd roar round scene Scotland for ever"-we'll scream'd seraph shout was given sigh Somnus song sorrow soul splore stap stood sweet tears thee thou Tippler tyrant vengeance warl weary whisky wild wings wretch yonder
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Page 52 - Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing; Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
Page 140 - Twere long to tell, and sad to trace, Each step from splendour to disgrace; Enough — no foreign foe could quell Thy soul, till from itself it fell ; Yes ! Self-abasement paved the way To villain-bonds and despot sway.
Page 64 - Britain has shrunk from the sound. Let plunder's vile thirst the invaders inflame, Let slaves for their wages be bold, Shall valour the harvest of avarice...
Page 139 - ... he may do with impunity all the mischief he pleases, if he be not afterwards called to account for it by the Pacha. It is well known, that in Turkey every superior has a right to delegate his authority to an inferior ; and this authority extends both to property and life. For a few purses, a Janissary may become a petty Aga, and this Aga may, at his good pleasure, either take away your life, or permit you to redeem it. Thus executioners are multiplied in every town of Judea. The only thing ever...
Page 140 - Here, when we were admitted into a court, with all our horses and camels, the vast portals were again closed, and a party of the most corpulent friars we had ever seen from the warmest cloisters of Spain and of Italy waddled round us, and heartily welcomed our arrival. ' From the court of the convent we were next...
Page 139 - It is alfo faid, that though the inhabitants of each province worked as near their own. abode as they could, yet, either by the length of their journey or the difference of climate, almoft...
Page 61 - Oh, if there be, on this earthly sphere, A boon, an offering, Heaven holds dear, 'Tis the last libation Liberty draws From the heart that bleeds and breaks in her cause."
Page 140 - Tier's is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb— Expression's last receding ray...
Page 142 - ... unfortunate victims, who had been sacrificed a few days before, at some of the late festivals.
Page 107 - ... WORKS OF JOHN KENNEDY, KILMARNOCK. [12-mo.] " Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss." POPE. " Wink hard, and say the CHIEL has done his best." BURNS. Ayr : Printed for D. MACARTER & Co., for the AUTHOR, and Sold by JOHN STEWART, Kilmarnock. 1818. Contains an Address to the Burnsianian Society, Royal Ayrshire Militia, on its first meeting to celebrate the Anniversary of ROBERT BURNS, the Ayrshire Bard, in the Hammerman's Tavern, Perth. " To BURNS'S mem'ry make one bumper flow, With all the...