Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ...J. Johnson, 1795 |
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... kind from the author , and gave him the SOFA for a fubject . He obeyed ; and , having much leisure , connected another fubject with it ; and , pursuing the train of thought to which his fitua- tion and turn of mind led him , brought ...
... kind from the author , and gave him the SOFA for a fubject . He obeyed ; and , having much leisure , connected another fubject with it ; and , pursuing the train of thought to which his fitua- tion and turn of mind led him , brought ...
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... all ; but gentle , kind , By culture tam'd , by liberty refresh'd , And all her fruits by radiant truth matur'd . War and the chafe engrofs the favage whole War follow'd for revenge , or to fupplant The envied 3 32 BOOK I. THE TASK .
... all ; but gentle , kind , By culture tam'd , by liberty refresh'd , And all her fruits by radiant truth matur'd . War and the chafe engrofs the favage whole War follow'd for revenge , or to fupplant The envied 3 32 BOOK I. THE TASK .
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... kind ? True ; I am no proficient , I confefs , In arts like your's . I cannot call the swift And perilous lightnings from the angry clouds , And bid them hide themselves in earth beneath ; I cannot analyse the air , nor catch The ...
... kind ? True ; I am no proficient , I confefs , In arts like your's . I cannot call the swift And perilous lightnings from the angry clouds , And bid them hide themselves in earth beneath ; I cannot analyse the air , nor catch The ...
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... kind to the poor brutes We perfecute , annihilate the tribes That draw the sportsman over hill and dale , Fearless , and rapt away from all his cares ; Should never game - fowl hatch her eggs again , Nor baited hook deceive the fifh's ...
... kind to the poor brutes We perfecute , annihilate the tribes That draw the sportsman over hill and dale , Fearless , and rapt away from all his cares ; Should never game - fowl hatch her eggs again , Nor baited hook deceive the fifh's ...
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... ftrews the floor Swept with a woman's neatnefs , breeding elfe Contagion , and diffeminating death . Difcharge but these kind offices , ( and who Would fpare , that loves them , offices like these 122 BOOK III . THE TASK .
... ftrews the floor Swept with a woman's neatnefs , breeding elfe Contagion , and diffeminating death . Difcharge but these kind offices , ( and who Would fpare , that loves them , offices like these 122 BOOK III . THE TASK .
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Page 40 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
Page 371 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Page 229 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory slept.
Page 99 - Defend me therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up...
Page 270 - See Salem built, the labour of a God ! Bright as a sun the sacred city shines ; All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, . And endless her increase.
Page 17 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Page 137 - 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.
Page 375 - 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.
Page 217 - And the resplendent rivers ; his to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel. But who with filial confidence inspired Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say — My Father made them all.
Page 233 - I again perceive The soothing influence of the wafted strains, And settle in soft musings as I tread The walk, still verdant, under oaks and elms, Whose outspread branches overarch the glade.