Cowper's Text: A PoemW. and J. Eddowes, 1827 - 70 pages |
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... e'er charm'd thee , reach'd with toil , A body in the noblest sequels wrapt , A spirit that through all its harmony , Its comprehensive harmony , could jar But by that touch , at which the mountains smoke : ' Twas thus encount'redst ...
... e'er charm'd thee , reach'd with toil , A body in the noblest sequels wrapt , A spirit that through all its harmony , Its comprehensive harmony , could jar But by that touch , at which the mountains smoke : ' Twas thus encount'redst ...
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... e'er partake , ' Tis such a wilderness of mystic dreams : Let the keen toil , peripatetic , pierce A world of secrets , angry with a world , Where conquests multiply the challenges ; Let the sagacious modern all combine , Or draw out ...
... e'er partake , ' Tis such a wilderness of mystic dreams : Let the keen toil , peripatetic , pierce A world of secrets , angry with a world , Where conquests multiply the challenges ; Let the sagacious modern all combine , Or draw out ...
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... choose For philosophic gratitude their death , Their social death , rather than all of life Scoto - Parisian boasted e'er or won From nectar , incense , or ambrosial feast , Ladies , whose praise should have been steep'd in tears 30.
... choose For philosophic gratitude their death , Their social death , rather than all of life Scoto - Parisian boasted e'er or won From nectar , incense , or ambrosial feast , Ladies , whose praise should have been steep'd in tears 30.
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... e'er , Anointed for these late and learned times , But that with close sudden , ineffable , Would heav'n and earth shut on thee , and display thee , E'en as a demon of thy fav'rite bard , Exhausted , spiritless , afflicted , fall'n ...
... e'er , Anointed for these late and learned times , But that with close sudden , ineffable , Would heav'n and earth shut on thee , and display thee , E'en as a demon of thy fav'rite bard , Exhausted , spiritless , afflicted , fall'n ...
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... e'er impressions making strong and clear : Historians or philosophers these men And their great coadjutors little found Of leisure for one union - file and pen : They had a grand impression , as from heav'n , And this it was their ...
... e'er impressions making strong and clear : Historians or philosophers these men And their great coadjutors little found Of leisure for one union - file and pen : They had a grand impression , as from heav'n , And this it was their ...
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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.