Cowper's Text: A PoemW. and J. Eddowes, 1827 - 70 pages |
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... voice Against a peace that merg'd that victory : True - our apparent glory was not there , But Lansdowne's wisdom reigned , and shall that peace By its example more advance mankind , Than any conquest any Cæsar boasts ? Else who is ...
... voice Against a peace that merg'd that victory : True - our apparent glory was not there , But Lansdowne's wisdom reigned , and shall that peace By its example more advance mankind , Than any conquest any Cæsar boasts ? Else who is ...
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... voice : And ye would walk together , save when clouds Were harsh upon this weather - house , our world , And suffered but the man to brave the toy : Then as no pangs arthritic plagu'd thy step , In masculine dignity thou wouldst alone ...
... voice : And ye would walk together , save when clouds Were harsh upon this weather - house , our world , And suffered but the man to brave the toy : Then as no pangs arthritic plagu'd thy step , In masculine dignity thou wouldst alone ...
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... voice Against a peace that merg'd that victory : True - our apparent glory was not there , But Lansdowne's wisdom reigned , and shall that peace By its example more advance mankind , Than any conquest any Cæsar boasts ? Else who is ...
... voice Against a peace that merg'd that victory : True - our apparent glory was not there , But Lansdowne's wisdom reigned , and shall that peace By its example more advance mankind , Than any conquest any Cæsar boasts ? Else who is ...
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... voice , If in a moment nature's paradise But now thy prototype of Eden lost , Could close on thy delight and prophecy , And plunge thee in wild dreariness mid haunts Fir'd with hot tortures for the deathless dead , If patriot , scholar ...
... voice , If in a moment nature's paradise But now thy prototype of Eden lost , Could close on thy delight and prophecy , And plunge thee in wild dreariness mid haunts Fir'd with hot tortures for the deathless dead , If patriot , scholar ...
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... voice Revive the tremblers ? well - known hand and voice : Arise , nor be afraid - the man they saw Was Jesus only , and they all came down . But , lo ! a triumph not on hill but plain ! The entrance to a hostile capital : No petty ...
... voice Revive the tremblers ? well - known hand and voice : Arise , nor be afraid - the man they saw Was Jesus only , and they all came down . But , lo ! a triumph not on hill but plain ! The entrance to a hostile capital : No petty ...
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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.