The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Том 2William Pickering, 1830 |
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... smile , Can boast but little virtue ; and , inert Through plenty , lose in morals what they gain In manners - victims of luxurious ease . These therefore I can pity , placed remote From all that science traces , art invents , Or ...
... smile , Can boast but little virtue ; and , inert Through plenty , lose in morals what they gain In manners - victims of luxurious ease . These therefore I can pity , placed remote From all that science traces , art invents , Or ...
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... smile , Though at their own destruction . She that asks Her dear five hundred friends contemns them all , And hates their coming . They ( what can they less ? ) Make just reprisals ; and with cringe and shrug , And bow obsequious , hide ...
... smile , Though at their own destruction . She that asks Her dear five hundred friends contemns them all , And hates their coming . They ( what can they less ? ) Make just reprisals ; and with cringe and shrug , And bow obsequious , hide ...
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... smile Play'd on his lips ; and in his speech was heard Paternal sweetness , dignity , and love . The occupation dearest to his heart Was to encourage goodness . He would stroke The head of modest and ingenuous worth , That blush'd at ...
... smile Play'd on his lips ; and in his speech was heard Paternal sweetness , dignity , and love . The occupation dearest to his heart Was to encourage goodness . He would stroke The head of modest and ingenuous worth , That blush'd at ...
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... smile to hear , Or turn to nourishment , digested well . Or if the garden with its many cares , All well repaid , demand him , he attends The welcome call , conscious how much the hand Of lubbard Labour needs his watchful eye , Oft ...
... smile to hear , Or turn to nourishment , digested well . Or if the garden with its many cares , All well repaid , demand him , he attends The welcome call , conscious how much the hand Of lubbard Labour needs his watchful eye , Oft ...
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... smile at what they need not fear . The amomum there with intermingling flowers And cherries hangs her twigs . Geranium boasts Her crimson honours ; and the spangled beau , Ficoides , glitters bright the winter long . All plants , of ...
... smile at what they need not fear . The amomum there with intermingling flowers And cherries hangs her twigs . Geranium boasts Her crimson honours ; and the spangled beau , Ficoides , glitters bright the winter long . All plants , of ...
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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.