The Poems of William CowperErnest Fleischer, 1828 - 427 стор. |
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... never practised the law as a profession . Literature had now engrossed his attention , and renewing his acquaintance with Churchill , Colman , ( the elder , ) and Bonnell Thornton , he contributed some papers to the Connoisseur for ...
... never practised the law as a profession . Literature had now engrossed his attention , and renewing his acquaintance with Churchill , Colman , ( the elder , ) and Bonnell Thornton , he contributed some papers to the Connoisseur for ...
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... , whose thoughts contemplative have dwelt On situations that they never felt , Start up sagacious , covered with the dust Of dreaming , study , and pedantic rust , And prate and preach about what others prove , As B 3 TABLE TALK .
... , whose thoughts contemplative have dwelt On situations that they never felt , Start up sagacious , covered with the dust Of dreaming , study , and pedantic rust , And prate and preach about what others prove , As B 3 TABLE TALK .
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... never feel th ' alacrity and joy , With which he shouts and carols Vive le Roy ! Fill'd with as much true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king say " Slave , be free . " Thus happiness depends , as Nature shows , Less on exterior ...
... never feel th ' alacrity and joy , With which he shouts and carols Vive le Roy ! Fill'd with as much true merriment and glee , As if he heard his king say " Slave , be free . " Thus happiness depends , as Nature shows , Less on exterior ...
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... never know . The mind attains , beneath her happy reign , The growth that Nature meant she should attain ; The varied fields of science , ever new , Op'ning and wider op'ning on her view , She ventures onward with a prosp'rous force ...
... never know . The mind attains , beneath her happy reign , The growth that Nature meant she should attain ; The varied fields of science , ever new , Op'ning and wider op'ning on her view , She ventures onward with a prosp'rous force ...
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... never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame ; She pours a sensibility divine Along the nerve of ev'ry feeling line . But if a deed , not tamely to be borne , Fire indignation and a sense of ...
... never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame ; She pours a sensibility divine Along the nerve of ev'ry feeling line . But if a deed , not tamely to be borne , Fire indignation and a sense of ...
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Aspasio beauty beneath bids blest boast breath call'd cause charg'd charms death Deist delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fill'd fire flow'r folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heav'n heav'nly honour hope hour human John Gilpin land learn'd light lov'd lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymph o'er once peace perhaps pine-apples pity plac'd pleas'd pleasure plebeian poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r pride proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas virtue waste whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth
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Сторінка 183 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Сторінка 408 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Сторінка 377 - Were shatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he...
Сторінка 377 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! Here's the house!
Сторінка 376 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought, Away went hat and wig; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Сторінка 395 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Arm'd with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Сторінка 400 - Would'st softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might.
Сторінка 277 - No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half suppress'd : Pleased with his solitude, and flitting light From spray to spray, where'er he rests he shakes From many a twig the pendent drops of ice, That tinkle in the wither'd leaves below.
Сторінка 231 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat. To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Сторінка 277 - Upon the southern side of the slant hills, And where the woods fence off the northern blast, The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below. Again the harmony comes o'er the vale ; And through the trees I view th' embattled tow'r, Whence all the music.