The complete poetical works of William Cowper, with life and critical notice of his writings1855 |
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... fire at their heroic deeds , Unworthy of the blessings of the brave , Is base in kind , and born to be a slave . But let eternal infamy pursue The wretch to nought but his ambition true , Who , for the sake of filling with one blast The ...
... fire at their heroic deeds , Unworthy of the blessings of the brave , Is base in kind , and born to be a slave . But let eternal infamy pursue The wretch to nought but his ambition true , Who , for the sake of filling with one blast The ...
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... fires . Patient of constitutional control , He bears it with meek manliness of soul ; But , if authority grow wanton , woe To him that treads upon his free - born toe ! One step beyond the boundary of the laws , Fires him at once in ...
... fires . Patient of constitutional control , He bears it with meek manliness of soul ; But , if authority grow wanton , woe To him that treads upon his free - born toe ! One step beyond the boundary of the laws , Fires him at once in ...
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... fire without the sacrifice . The stream that feeds the wellspring of the heart Not more invigorates life's noblest part , Than virtue quickens with a warmth divine The powers that sin has brought to a decline . A. The inestimable ...
... fire without the sacrifice . The stream that feeds the wellspring of the heart Not more invigorates life's noblest part , Than virtue quickens with a warmth divine The powers that sin has brought to a decline . A. The inestimable ...
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... fire The Muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame , She pours a ...
... fire The Muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force , and kindles with a zeal , Whate'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender sympathy pervades the frame , She pours a ...
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... fires , And , dizzy with delight , profaned the sacred wires : Anacreon , Horace , play'd in Greece and Rome This bedlam part ; and others nearer home . When Cromwell fought for power , and while he reign'd The proud protector of the ...
... fires , And , dizzy with delight , profaned the sacred wires : Anacreon , Horace , play'd in Greece and Rome This bedlam part ; and others nearer home . When Cromwell fought for power , and while he reign'd The proud protector of the ...
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The Complete Poetical Works of William Cowper: With Life, and Critical ... William Cowper Повний перегляд - 1855 |
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appears beauty beneath breath cause charge charms close course dear death deep delight divine dream e'en earth ease eyes face fair faith fall fear feel field fire flowers force fruit give glory grace half hand happy hast head hear heard heart heaven hope hour human kind land leaves length less light live Lord lost means mind nature never night o'er once pain peace perhaps pleasure poor praise prove rest rise scene seek seems seen shine side sight skies smile song soon soul sound speak stand stream sweet taste tears thee theme thine things thou thought thousand true truth turn vain virtue voice waste wind wisdom wish wonder worth youth
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Сторінка 220 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
Сторінка 160 - 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 232 - Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?
Сторінка 265 - 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. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
Сторінка 144 - 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 127 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Сторінка 286 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race.
Сторінка 259 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Сторінка 238 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : His truths upon the nations rise ; They rise, but never set. Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Сторінка 300 - Shoots into port at some well-haven'd 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 anchor'd by thy side.