The poems of William Cowper, with notes from his own correspondence1824 |
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... Field Translations . - 1 . The Glow - worm 365 366 367 368 369 ib . 370 371 2. The Jackdaw 3 . The Cricket 4 . The Parrot 372 373 374 The diverting History of John Gilpin An Epistle to a Protestant Lady in France 375 383 To the Rev. W ...
... Field Translations . - 1 . The Glow - worm 365 366 367 368 369 ib . 370 371 2. The Jackdaw 3 . The Cricket 4 . The Parrot 372 373 374 The diverting History of John Gilpin An Epistle to a Protestant Lady in France 375 383 To the Rev. W ...
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... field advancing his firm foot , Plants it upon the line that Justice draws , And will prevail or perish in her cause . " Tis to the virtues of such men , man owes His portion in the good that Heav'n bestows . B And when recording ...
... field advancing his firm foot , Plants it upon the line that Justice draws , And will prevail or perish in her cause . " Tis to the virtues of such men , man owes His portion in the good that Heav'n bestows . B And when recording ...
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... fields of science , ever new , Op'ning and wider op'ning on her view , She ventures onward with a prosp❜rous force , While no base fear impedes her in her course . Religion , richest favour of the skies , Stands most reveal'd before ...
... fields of science , ever new , Op'ning and wider op'ning on her view , She ventures onward with a prosp❜rous force , While no base fear impedes her in her course . Religion , richest favour of the skies , Stands most reveal'd before ...
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... field Of wild imagination , and there reel'd , The victim of his own lascivious fires , And , dizzy with delight , profan'd the sacred wires . Anacreon , Horace , play'd in Greece and Rome This bedlam part ; and others nearer home ...
... field Of wild imagination , and there reel'd , The victim of his own lascivious fires , And , dizzy with delight , profan'd the sacred wires . Anacreon , Horace , play'd in Greece and Rome This bedlam part ; and others nearer home ...
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... field , and leads The dancing Naiads through the dewy meads : She fills profuse ten thousand little throats With music , modulating all their notes ; And charms the woodland scenes and wilds unknown , With artless airs and concerts of ...
... field , and leads The dancing Naiads through the dewy meads : She fills profuse ten thousand little throats With music , modulating all their notes ; And charms the woodland scenes and wilds unknown , With artless airs and concerts of ...
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Aspasio beauty beneath bids blest boast breath call'd cause charg'd charms death Deist delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flow'r folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heav'n heav'nly honour hope hour human int'rest John Gilpin land learn'd light lov'd lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never NOSEGAY nymph o'er once peace perhaps pine-apples pity plac'd pleas'd pleasure plebeian poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r pride proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas virtue waste whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth
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Сторінка 377 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! Here's the house!
Сторінка 335 - But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot.
Сторінка 408 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Сторінка 398 - I heard the bell toll'd 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?
Сторінка 334 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Сторінка 398 - 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!
Сторінка 340 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them. Then shifting his side, (as a lawyer knows how) He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes ; But what were his arguments few people know, For the court did not think they were equally wise. So his lordship decreed, with a grave solemn tone, Decisive and clear, without one IF or BUT — That, whenever the Nose put...
Сторінка 193 - Support and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth: there stands The legate of the skies! — His 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.
Сторінка 400 - 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 400 - Would'st softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might.