Cowper's Text: A PoemW. and J. Eddowes, 1827 - 70 pages |
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... chief , uncircumscrib'd , With him associate thou hast brought no croak As from a swamp , no ballad market - sprung , But as thy wretched garden , touch'd by thee , Wafted all Eden on a guilty world , So thou proclaim'st the will of ...
... chief , uncircumscrib'd , With him associate thou hast brought no croak As from a swamp , no ballad market - sprung , But as thy wretched garden , touch'd by thee , Wafted all Eden on a guilty world , So thou proclaim'st the will of ...
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... chief of chiefs , I knock at Tusculum , preferring much In this perplexing hour , the grave to gay , And him , great patron of a dying form , Dying to its very name of - commonwealth- The reconciler Rome a martyr made— The legislator ...
... chief of chiefs , I knock at Tusculum , preferring much In this perplexing hour , the grave to gay , And him , great patron of a dying form , Dying to its very name of - commonwealth- The reconciler Rome a martyr made— The legislator ...
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... chief In all the graces of philosophy , Historian too , for whom great princes would Though babes and sucklings only perfect praise : Yes ! his the graces of philosophy , For with mild harmony and large discourse Through all our fairest ...
... chief In all the graces of philosophy , Historian too , for whom great princes would Though babes and sucklings only perfect praise : Yes ! his the graces of philosophy , For with mild harmony and large discourse Through all our fairest ...
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... beginning , without end . Whom then proclaim we our philosophers ? Zeno , Diogenes , and Socrates , Plato and Aristotle , and the chiefs Of the vain school that after many a day Of airy disputation and no home The merchant - prince 39.
... beginning , without end . Whom then proclaim we our philosophers ? Zeno , Diogenes , and Socrates , Plato and Aristotle , and the chiefs Of the vain school that after many a day Of airy disputation and no home The merchant - prince 39.
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... chiefs Great travellers seeking great capitals , Prepar'd for their reception , nor by force , Nor law of nations , nor diplomacy : Nor were they overpaid : no nectar their's : Yet these negociators offers bore Mingl'd with much of ...
... chiefs Great travellers seeking great capitals , Prepar'd for their reception , nor by force , Nor law of nations , nor diplomacy : Nor were they overpaid : no nectar their's : Yet these negociators offers bore Mingl'd with much of ...
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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.