Cowper's Text: A PoemW. and J. Eddowes, 1827 - 70 pages |
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... bright on temp'ral glory , though it still Held its strong wheeling on th ' eternal goal : Faith , hope , and charity baptiz'd thy course , And stern expostulation , and a talk Thy table best might bear , and a review B With'ring to ...
... bright on temp'ral glory , though it still Held its strong wheeling on th ' eternal goal : Faith , hope , and charity baptiz'd thy course , And stern expostulation , and a talk Thy table best might bear , and a review B With'ring to ...
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... bright description seek'st thy moral mood , And sing'st of liberty and bounded sway In strain that argues well and nobly dares , Suitable prelude to the coming hymn On that high liberty , which who possess Find freedom even in the ...
... bright description seek'st thy moral mood , And sing'st of liberty and bounded sway In strain that argues well and nobly dares , Suitable prelude to the coming hymn On that high liberty , which who possess Find freedom even in the ...
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... bright cup , as thou describ'st thy tea , Thou now extendedst for Olympian dew : Homer's confederate thou woo'dst with him Daughters of memory , whose golden ewers Through the blind wanderer's veins pour'd heav'nly fire Whene'er it ...
... bright cup , as thou describ'st thy tea , Thou now extendedst for Olympian dew : Homer's confederate thou woo'dst with him Daughters of memory , whose golden ewers Through the blind wanderer's veins pour'd heav'nly fire Whene'er it ...
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... bright , Loveless through very love , explore a field A father cannot for a son prepare , Nor brother with a brother e'er partake , ' Tis such a wilderness of mystic dreams : Let the keen toil , peripatetic , pierce A world of secrets ...
... bright , Loveless through very love , explore a field A father cannot for a son prepare , Nor brother with a brother e'er partake , ' Tis such a wilderness of mystic dreams : Let the keen toil , peripatetic , pierce A world of secrets ...
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... bright tuition , how was't thou Failedst to know thy station , that it was Even amongst these , at the very source They had unlock'd on mortal act to flow From the emense abstraction , more profuse Far than the stream that by the tree ...
... bright tuition , how was't thou Failedst to know thy station , that it was Even amongst these , at the very source They had unlock'd on mortal act to flow From the emense abstraction , more profuse Far than the stream that by the tree ...
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author's best regards bard barouche beamy bless'd blessing boasted breathe bright Briton call'd Cestrian charm charm'd claim claim'd condens'd COWPER'S crucible Dear death diff'rent Doric e'en e'er Edinburgh eloquence emense encreas'd Eugenius ev'ry false pretence fasces fast father feast fix'd flow'r fruit garden gen❜ral gentle giv'n glory grace grave hadst thou hallow'd Haply harmony heart heav'n and earth heav'nly honours Hosanna innocence JAMES MASON kingdom light Liverpool lord marr'd merg'd mighty theme mod'rate moral ne'er nectar o'er Olney pard'ning peace Plato playful poet poetry and truth Porsonian pow'r prepar'd prevail'd Proserpine prov'd pure spirit rais'd realms reconcil'd robe Rome scene scholar's seal'd Seem'd Shrewsbury smile social sense storm strong stye surt sympathy tears thee thine thou hadst Thou wast thro throne Thurlow Thyself toil tow'r town Tusculum Twas two-fold verse welcom'd whate'er woes wounds Yorick
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Page 1 - 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.
Page 61 - The popular harangue, the tart reply, The logic, and the wisdom, and the wit, And the loud laugh — I long to know them all; I burn to set the imprisoned wranglers free, And give them voice and utterance once again.
Page 6 - Like the fair flower dishevell'd in the wind ; Riches have wings and grandeur is a dream. The man we celebrate must find a tomb, And we that worship him ignoble graves.