The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Том 2Benjamin Johnson, Jacob Johnson, and Robert Johnson, 1806 |
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... effeminacy upon our public measures . I SING the Sofa . I who lately sang Truth , Hope , and Charity * , and touched with awe * See Poems , vol . i . The solemn chords , and with a trembling hand , A 2 THE TASK . BOOK I. ...
... effeminacy upon our public measures . I SING the Sofa . I who lately sang Truth , Hope , and Charity * , and touched with awe * See Poems , vol . i . The solemn chords , and with a trembling hand , A 2 THE TASK . BOOK I. ...
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... hope already there , Greets with three cheers exulting . At his waist A girdle of half withered shrubs he shows , And at his feet the baffled billows die . The common , overgrown with fern , and rough With prickly gorse , that shapeless ...
... hope already there , Greets with three cheers exulting . At his waist A girdle of half withered shrubs he shows , And at his feet the baffled billows die . The common , overgrown with fern , and rough With prickly gorse , that shapeless ...
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... with most ease , In Or seen with least reproach ; and virtue , taught By frequent lapse , can hope no triumph there Beyond the achievement of successful flight . I do confess them nurseries of the arts In which BOOK I. $ 1 THE SOFA ,
... with most ease , In Or seen with least reproach ; and virtue , taught By frequent lapse , can hope no triumph there Beyond the achievement of successful flight . I do confess them nurseries of the arts In which BOOK I. $ 1 THE SOFA ,
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... hope of such hereafter ! They have fallen Each in his field of glory ; one in arms , And one in council - Wolfe upon the lap Of smiling victory that moment won , And Chatham heart - sick of his country's shame ! They made us many ...
... hope of such hereafter ! They have fallen Each in his field of glory ; one in arms , And one in council - Wolfe upon the lap Of smiling victory that moment won , And Chatham heart - sick of his country's shame ! They made us many ...
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... hope Crack the satiric thong ? ' Twere wiser far For me , enamoured of sequestered scenes , And charmed with rural beauty , to repose , Where chance may throw me , beneath elm or vine , My languid limbs , when summer sears the plains ...
... hope Crack the satiric thong ? ' Twere wiser far For me , enamoured of sequestered scenes , And charmed with rural beauty , to repose , Where chance may throw me , beneath elm or vine , My languid limbs , when summer sears the plains ...
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Сторінка 48 - Must stand acknowledged, while the world shall stand, The most important and effectual guard, Support, and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Сторінка 51 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Сторінка 37 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Сторінка 78 - In the pure fountain of eternal love, Has eyes indeed ; and, viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives him his praise, and forfeits not her own.
Сторінка 160 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say —
Сторінка 189 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs, Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Сторінка 13 - Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods, or on the softer voice Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Сторінка 12 - Stand, never overlook'd our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Сторінка 103 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Сторінка 50 - I venerate the man, whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.