Translation from Madame de La Mothe-Guion. The task. Tirocinium. John Gilpin and other poemsBaldwin and Cradock, 1836 |
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... spleen is seldom felt where Flora reigns ; 455 The lowering eye , the petulance , the frown , And sullen sadness that o'ershade , distort , And mar the face of beauty , when no cause For such immeasurable woe appears , These Flora ...
... spleen is seldom felt where Flora reigns ; 455 The lowering eye , the petulance , the frown , And sullen sadness that o'ershade , distort , And mar the face of beauty , when no cause For such immeasurable woe appears , These Flora ...
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... Spleen . There too , my Paridel , she marked thee there , Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair , And heard thy everlasting yawn confess The pains and penalties of idleness . Dunciad , iv . 341 . 755 760 765 770 THE TASK .. BOOK II ...
... Spleen . There too , my Paridel , she marked thee there , Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair , And heard thy everlasting yawn confess The pains and penalties of idleness . Dunciad , iv . 341 . 755 760 765 770 THE TASK .. BOOK II ...
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... Man , ii . 29 . 10 Nor vainly buys what Gildon sells , Poetic buckets for dry wells . Spleen . Ter . Heaut . 11 Homo sum , humani nihil a me alienum puto . 200 And catechise it well . Apply your glass , Search 136 COWPER'S POEMs .
... Man , ii . 29 . 10 Nor vainly buys what Gildon sells , Poetic buckets for dry wells . Spleen . Ter . Heaut . 11 Homo sum , humani nihil a me alienum puto . 200 And catechise it well . Apply your glass , Search 136 COWPER'S POEMs .
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... spleen , And crowd the roads , impatient for the town ! They love the country , and none else , who seek For their own sake its silence and its shade ; Delights which who would leave , that has a heart Susceptible of pity , or a mind ...
... spleen , And crowd the roads , impatient for the town ! They love the country , and none else , who seek For their own sake its silence and its shade ; Delights which who would leave , that has a heart Susceptible of pity , or a mind ...
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... Spleen , p . 2 . Book vi . 677 . 12 To show the world how Garrick did not act . 13 Come , pensive nun , devout and pure , Sober , steadfast , and demure , All in a robe of darkest grain Flowing with majestic train ; And sable stole of ...
... Spleen , p . 2 . Book vi . 677 . 12 To show the world how Garrick did not act . 13 Come , pensive nun , devout and pure , Sober , steadfast , and demure , All in a robe of darkest grain Flowing with majestic train ; And sable stole of ...
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adore ascending sun beauty beneath bliss boast breath cause charms Cowper dark dear deep delight distant divine divine simplicity dream Dunciad earth ease fair fancy fear feel Fête champêtre flame flower folly form'd frown glory grace grove hand happy heart heaven honour human Julius Cæsar live Lord Lost merry heart Mighty winds mind nature Nature's Nebaioth never night o'er once pain pass'd peace pleased pleasure Pope praise proud prove pure repose rove rude sacred Satire Satire vii scene scorn seek shades shine sighs sight silent skies sleep smile smooth Soame Jenyns SOFA solitude song Sonnet 18 soon sorrow soul spirit Spleen sweet task taste theme thine things thou art thou hast thought toil trembling truth twas Vincent Bourne virtue waste WILLIAM BULL WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wonder worth
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Сторінка 306 - John he cried, But John he cried in vain; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein. So stooping down, as needs he must Who cannot sit upright, He grasped the mane with both his hands And eke with all his might.
Сторінка 259 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !" The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous hosanna round.
Сторінка 173 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now...
Сторінка 98 - 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 164 - 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 129 - Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Сторінка 239 - The grand transition, that there lives and works A soul in all things, and that soul is God. The beauties of the wilderness are his, That make so gay the solitary place Where no eye sees them. And the fairer forms That cultivation glories in, are his. He sets the bright procession on its way, And marshals all the order of the year. He marks the bounds which winter may not pass, And blunts his pointed fury. In its case Russet and rude, folds up the tender germ Uninjured, with inimitable art, And ere...
Сторінка 250 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Сторінка 133 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew, To seek a tranquil death in distant shades. There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers. In his side he bore, And in his hands and feet, the cruel scars. With gentle force soliciting the darts, He drew them forth, and heal'd, and bade me live.
Сторінка 135 - Rather admire; or if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes, perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter, when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars, how they will wield The mighty frame; how build, unbuild, contrive To save appearances; how gird the sphere With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb...