The Poetical Works of William Cowper ...Little, Brown, 1859 |
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... theme : The theme though humble , yet august and proud The occasion - for the Fair commands the song . Time was , when clothing sumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our sires had none . As yet black breeches were not ...
... theme : The theme though humble , yet august and proud The occasion - for the Fair commands the song . Time was , when clothing sumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our sires had none . As yet black breeches were not ...
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... themes of sad import , That , lost in his own musings , happy man ! He feels the anxieties of life , denied Their wonted entertainment , all retire . Such joys has he that sings . But ah ! not such , Or seldom such , the hearers of his ...
... themes of sad import , That , lost in his own musings , happy man ! He feels the anxieties of life , denied Their wonted entertainment , all retire . Such joys has he that sings . But ah ! not such , Or seldom such , the hearers of his ...
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... 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 . He stablishes the strong , restores the weak ...
... 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 . He stablishes the strong , restores the weak ...
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... themes Through the press'd nostril , spectacle - bestrid . Some , decent in demeanour while they preach , That task perform'd , relapse into themselves ; And , having spoken wisely , at the close Grow wanton , and give proof to every ...
... themes Through the press'd nostril , spectacle - bestrid . Some , decent in demeanour while they preach , That task perform'd , relapse into themselves ; And , having spoken wisely , at the close Grow wanton , and give proof to every ...
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... themes , and call'd To adorn the Sofa with eulogium due , To tell its slumbers , and to paint its dreams , Have rambled wide . In country , city , seat Of academic fame ( howe'er deserved ) , Long held , and scarcely disengaged at last ...
... themes , and call'd To adorn the Sofa with eulogium due , To tell its slumbers , and to paint its dreams , Have rambled wide . In country , city , seat Of academic fame ( howe'er deserved ) , Long held , and scarcely disengaged at last ...
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altera Aspasio beauty beneath bids boast breath call'd cause charms creatures death delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease fair fame fancy fear feed feel flower folly form'd free as air fulta give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heard heart Heaven honour hope human Jack hare labour less liberty life's live lost lyre Mighty winds mind muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never night nutat nymph o'er once pass'd peace perhaps PINEAPPLE pleasures plebeian praise prize proud prove scene seek seem'd serò shade shine sighs sight silent clock skies sleep sloth smile Sofa song soon soul sound spare Stamp'd succisas suspiria sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice walnut shade waste wind winter wisdom wonder worth youth
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Сторінка 97 - tis the twanging horn ! o'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright, He comes, the herald of a noisy world, With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks ; News from all nations lumbering at his back.
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 152 - There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes. 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.
Сторінка 38 - And manifold results, into the will And arbitration wise of the Supreme. Did not his eye rule all things, and intend The least of our concerns (since from the least The greatest oft originate); could chance Find place in his dominion, or dispose One lawless particle to thwart his plan ; Then God might be surprised, and unforeseen Contingence might alarm him, and disturb The smooth and equal course of his affairs.
Сторінка 46 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on Earth, would hear, approve, and own, Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design. I would express him simple, grave, sincere ; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner...
Сторінка 189 - Kneels with the native of the farthest West, And ^Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand, And worships. Her report has travelled forth Into all lands.
Сторінка 247 - Tis because resentment ties All the terrors of our tongues. Rome shall perish — write that word In the blood that she has spilt; Perish, hopeless and abhorr'd, Deep in ruin as in guilt.
Сторінка 40 - Suspend th' effect, or heal it? Has not God Still wrought by means since first he made the world? And did he not of old employ his means To drown it? What is his creation less Than a capacious reservoir of means Form'd for his use, and ready at his will? Go, dress thine eyes with eyesalve; ask of him, Or ask of whomsoever he has taught, And learn, though late, the genuine cause of all.
Сторінка 252 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away ! ' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Сторінка 151 - Patriots have toiled, and in their country's cause Bled nobly; and their deeds, as they deserve, Receive proud recompense. We give in charge Their names to the sweet lyre. The historic muse, Proud of the treasure, marches with it down To latest times...