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Seht, da steht der Edle Pranger,
Der satirische Dissenter,
Daniel Defoe, der Dichter,
Englands kühnster Journalist!
5 Highchurch läßt sich...
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IQuel saint transport m’agite et quel est mon délire !
Un souffle a fait vibrer les cordes de ma lyre ;
O Muses, chastes sœurs, et toi, grand Apollon,
Daignez guider mes pas dans le sacré vallon !
Soutenez mon essor, faites couler ma veine,
Je veux boire à longs traits les eaux de l’Hippocrène,
Et couché sur leurs bords au pied des myrtes... -
If i shall ever win the home in heaven
For whose sweet rest I humbly hope and pray,
In the great company of the forgiven
I shall be sure to find old Daniel Gray.I knew him well; in truth, few knew him better;
For my young eyes oft read for him the Word,
And saw how meekly from the crystal letter
He drank the life of his beloved Lord.... -
When, stricken by the freezing blast,
A nation’s living pillars fall,
How rich the storied page, how vast,
A word, a whisper, can recall!No medal lifts its fretted face,
Nor speaking marble cheats your eye;
Yet, while these pictured lines I trace,
A living image passes by:A roof beneath the mountain pines;
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