Cowper's Text: A PoemW. and J. Eddowes, 1827 - 70 pages |
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... sense Embed delightfully - in truth to sleep , Fatally sleep , wanting the larum - bell Stirring amongst them with its leading call , Sounded by him , when Scotchman Paris - fed , Wild thistle grafted on untutor'd vine , Had gadded ...
... sense Embed delightfully - in truth to sleep , Fatally sleep , wanting the larum - bell Stirring amongst them with its leading call , Sounded by him , when Scotchman Paris - fed , Wild thistle grafted on untutor'd vine , Had gadded ...
Page 27
... sense , And what the social sense without the cry Of Abba , Father , to the Spiritual God , From beings aiming to resemble him By more and more of spirit , till they mount To the fruition of adopted sons Having been brethren here in ...
... sense , And what the social sense without the cry Of Abba , Father , to the Spiritual God , From beings aiming to resemble him By more and more of spirit , till they mount To the fruition of adopted sons Having been brethren here in ...
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... sense , The moral sense is still the social sense , And , sainted spirit , thou with common sense , Though with epistolary brevity , Curb'st well the vain nomenclature 28.
... sense , The moral sense is still the social sense , And , sainted spirit , thou with common sense , Though with epistolary brevity , Curb'st well the vain nomenclature 28.
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... sense , That he is grown to councillor and mayor Without a bribe , nor sleeps as alderman , But oft must take the chair , oft his barouche . The land , too , has its moral summings up ; A son completes the glory of a name Remarkable for ...
... sense , That he is grown to councillor and mayor Without a bribe , nor sleeps as alderman , But oft must take the chair , oft his barouche . The land , too , has its moral summings up ; A son completes the glory of a name Remarkable for ...
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... sense , That he is grown to councillor and mayor Without a bribe , nor sleeps as alderman , But oft must take the chair , oft his barouche . The land , too , has its moral summings up ; A son completes the glory of a name Remarkable for ...
... sense , That he is grown to councillor and mayor Without a bribe , nor sleeps as alderman , But oft must take the chair , oft his barouche . The land , too , has its moral summings up ; A son completes the glory of a name Remarkable for ...
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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.