The Works of Cowper and Thomson: Including Many Letters and Poems Never Before Published in this Country : with a New and Interesting Memoir of the Life of ThomsonLippincott, Grambo & Company, 1851 - 537 стор. |
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... hour , And Death's own scythe would better speak hig power ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's shoulder - knot and gay cockade ; Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress , The same their occupation and ...
... hour , And Death's own scythe would better speak hig power ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's shoulder - knot and gay cockade ; Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress , The same their occupation and ...
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... hour ; So Gideon earned a victory not his own ; Subserviency his praise , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with every ill but that of fear . The nations hunt ; all mark thee for a prey ; They swarm around ...
... hour ; So Gideon earned a victory not his own ; Subserviency his praise , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with every ill but that of fear . The nations hunt ; all mark thee for a prey ; They swarm around ...
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... hour ! Long ere the charioteer of day had run His morning course , th ' enchantment was begun And he shall gild yon mountain's height again , Ere yet the pleasing toil becomes a pain . Is this the rugged path , the steep ascent , That ...
... hour ! Long ere the charioteer of day had run His morning course , th ' enchantment was begun And he shall gild yon mountain's height again , Ere yet the pleasing toil becomes a pain . Is this the rugged path , the steep ascent , That ...
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... hour , Finds by degrees the truths , that once bore sway , And all their deep impressions , wear away ; So coin grows smooth , in traffic current passed , Till Cæsar's image is effaced at last . The breach , tho ' small at first , soon ...
... hour , Finds by degrees the truths , that once bore sway , And all their deep impressions , wear away ; So coin grows smooth , in traffic current passed , Till Cæsar's image is effaced at last . The breach , tho ' small at first , soon ...
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... hour ) The self - restoring arm of human power ; But what is man in his own proud esteem ? Hear him - himself the poet and the theme : A monarch clothed with majesty and awe , His mind his kingdom , and his will his law , Grace in his ...
... hour ) The self - restoring arm of human power ; But what is man in his own proud esteem ? Hear him - himself the poet and the theme : A monarch clothed with majesty and awe , His mind his kingdom , and his will his law , Grace in his ...
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Æsop Beau marked beauty beneath better blessing boast cause charms Christian COWPER dear cousin DEAR FRIEND death delight divine dream e'en earth ease eyes fair faith fancy favour fear feel flowers folly give glory grace hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven honour hope hour human Huntingdon John Gilpin JOHN NEWTON JOSEPH HILL labour LADY least less live Lord lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nebaioth never numbers nymph o'er Olney once pain peace perhaps pleased pleasure poet poor praise prove reason rest scene scorn Scripture seems shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound sure sweet taste thee theme thine thing thou thought toil true truth Twas verse Vincent Bourne virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM HAYLEY WILLIAM UNWIN wind wisdom wish wonder worth youth
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Сторінка 61 - 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 earn'd.
Сторінка 123 - Now Mistress Gilpin (careful soul!) Had two stone bottles found, To hold the liquor that she loved, And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw.
Сторінка 130 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Сторінка 90 - Knowledge and Wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connexion. 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.
Сторінка 150 - But ah ! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary ! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, Thy worn-out heart will break at last — My Mary ! W.
Сторінка 94 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polish'd manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Сторінка 87 - Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
Сторінка 110 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more.
Сторінка 44 - Of blackening pines, aye waving to and fro, Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood ; And where this valley winded out below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.
Сторінка 131 - 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 passed into the skies.