Poems of William Cowper, Esq: With a New MemoirLeavitt & Allen, 1869 - 288 pages |
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... truth none , in so flattering a change , but expect , when I least expect it , to wither again . The past is a pledge for the future . " And again , to the same : " I continue to write , though in compassion to my pate , you advised me ...
... truth none , in so flattering a change , but expect , when I least expect it , to wither again . The past is a pledge for the future . " And again , to the same : " I continue to write , though in compassion to my pate , you advised me ...
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... truth is , that whatever I am , I love you all . I am much obliged to Mr. Bodham for his kindness to my Homer , and with my love to you all , and Mrs. Unwin's kind respects , am My dear , dear Rose , ever yours , W. C. " About this time ...
... truth is , that whatever I am , I love you all . I am much obliged to Mr. Bodham for his kindness to my Homer , and with my love to you all , and Mrs. Unwin's kind respects , am My dear , dear Rose , ever yours , W. C. " About this time ...
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... truth , " he writes , " so unaccountably local in the use of the pen , that , like the man in the fable , who could only leap well at Rhodes , I seem incapable of writing at all , except at Weston . It has an air of snug concealment ...
... truth , " he writes , " so unaccountably local in the use of the pen , that , like the man in the fable , who could only leap well at Rhodes , I seem incapable of writing at all , except at Weston . It has an air of snug concealment ...
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... Truth , Hope , and Charity , and touch'd with aws The solemn chords , and , with a trembling hand , Escap'd with pain from that advent'rous flight , Now seek repose upon an humbler theme ; The theme , though humble , yet august and ...
... Truth , Hope , and Charity , and touch'd with aws The solemn chords , and , with a trembling hand , Escap'd with pain from that advent'rous flight , Now seek repose upon an humbler theme ; The theme , though humble , yet august and ...
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... truth matur'd . War and the chase engross the savage whole ; War follow'd for revenge or to supplant The envied tenants of some happier spot : The chase for sustenance , precarious trust ! His hard condition with severe constraint Binds ...
... truth matur'd . War and the chase engross the savage whole ; War follow'd for revenge or to supplant The envied tenants of some happier spot : The chase for sustenance , precarious trust ! His hard condition with severe constraint Binds ...
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amused beauty beneath boast Bodham breath call'd cause charms Cowper dear death delight distant divine dream e'en earth Eartham ease Edmonton ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy fear feed feel flow'rs folly form'd fountain of eternal Gilpin gives glory grace groves hand happy hast heard heart Heav'n honour human John Gilpin labour Lady Hesketh less live Lord Chancellor lost lov'd lyre mercy Mighty winds mind nature Nature's Nebaioth never Newton night nymphs o'er Olney once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasure poet pow'r praise press'd proud rapture rude rural sake says scene seek seem'd shine sleep sloth smile smooth Sofa soft song soon soul sound Southampton Row Southey spaniel spirits sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil truth Twas Unwin virtue wash'd weary WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom worthy
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Page 204 - 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.
Page 267 - I heard the bell tolled 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 ? It was. Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Page 197 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 239 - 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.
Page 44 - Within the twilight of their distant shades ; There, lost behind a rising ground, the wood Seems sunk, and shorten'd to its topmost boughs. No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Page 75 - I would express him simple, grave, sincere ; In doctrine uncorrupt ; in language plain ; And plain in manner. Decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture. Much impressed Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Page 240 - Religion ! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word ! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford : But the sound of the church-going bell These valleys and rocks never heard, Never sighed at the sound of a knell, Or smiled when a Sabbath appeared.
Page 216 - John he cried, But John he cried in vain ; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Page 73 - 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.
Page 63 - Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free, They touch our country and their shackles fall.