The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Том 2William Pickering, 1830 |
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... poor ; Ambitious of preferment for its gold , And well prepared , by ignorance and sloth , By infidelity and love of world , To make God's work a sinecure ; a slave To his own pleasures and his patron's pride : - From such apostles , O ...
... poor ; Ambitious of preferment for its gold , And well prepared , by ignorance and sloth , By infidelity and love of world , To make God's work a sinecure ; a slave To his own pleasures and his patron's pride : - From such apostles , O ...
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... poor pittance - Fortune , most severe Of goddesses yet known , and costlier far Than all that held their routs in Juno's Heaven.- So fare we in this prison house , the World ; And ' tis a fearful spectacle to see So many maniacs dancing ...
... poor pittance - Fortune , most severe Of goddesses yet known , and costlier far Than all that held their routs in Juno's Heaven.- So fare we in this prison house , the World ; And ' tis a fearful spectacle to see So many maniacs dancing ...
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... poor shallow lamp In playing tricks with nature , giving laws To distant worlds , and trifling in their own . Is't not a pity now , that tickling rheums Should ever tease the lungs , and blear the sight Of oracles like these ? Great ...
... poor shallow lamp In playing tricks with nature , giving laws To distant worlds , and trifling in their own . Is't not a pity now , that tickling rheums Should ever tease the lungs , and blear the sight Of oracles like these ? Great ...
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... poor , and the despised of all , Seek and obtain , and often find unsought ? Tell me and I will tell thee what is truth . O , friendly to the best pursuits of man , Friendly to thought , to virtue , and to peace 74 B. III . THE TASK .
... poor , and the despised of all , Seek and obtain , and often find unsought ? Tell me and I will tell thee what is truth . O , friendly to the best pursuits of man , Friendly to thought , to virtue , and to peace 74 B. III . THE TASK .
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... poor We persecute , annihilate the tribes brutes That draw the sportsman over hill and dale , Fearless and rapt away from all his cares ; Should never game - fowl hatch her eggs again , Nor baited hook deceive the fish's eye ; Could ...
... poor We persecute , annihilate the tribes brutes That draw the sportsman over hill and dale , Fearless and rapt away from all his cares ; Should never game - fowl hatch her eggs again , Nor baited hook deceive the fish's eye ; Could ...
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Æsop Aspasio beauty beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms creatures death delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease fair fame fancy farewell flight fear feed feel fieldfare flowers folly form'd fruit grace grave hand happy happy prisoners hast heard heart Heaven high raised honour hope infant sorrows John Throckmorton labour learn'd less life's live lyre mind mischief mounted best muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never numbers o'er once pass'd peace perhaps play pleasure plebeian praise prize proud prove rest sacred scene schools seek seem'd sensual world shade shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet task taste taste Of evils thee theme thine thou art thought toil truth vex'd virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER winds winter wisdom wise wisely store wonder worth youth
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Сторінка 254 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession! but the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
Сторінка 34 - As human nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps, when she sees inflicted on a beast : Then what is man ? And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not "blush, And hang his head, to think himself a man...
Сторінка 255 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Сторінка 77 - How various his employments, whom the world Calls idle ; and who justly in return Esteems that busy world an idler too ! • Friends, books, a garden, and perhaps his pen, Delightful industry...
Сторінка 34 - We have no slaves at home : — Then why abroad ? And they themselves once ferried o'er the wave That parts us are emancipate and loosed. 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 256 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Сторінка 213 - Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot, As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...
Сторінка 164 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men ; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge, a rude, unprofitable mass, (The mere materials with which Wisdom builds) Till smoothed, and squared, and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud, that he has learned so much ; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Сторінка 247 - Other Romans shall arise Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize, Harmony the path to fame. Then...
Сторінка 98 - 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.