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... round , I judg'd a man of sense could scarce do worse , Than caper in the morris - dance of verse . B. Thus reputation is a spur to wit , And some wits flag through fear of losing it . Give me the line , that ploughs its stately course ...
... round , I judg'd a man of sense could scarce do worse , Than caper in the morris - dance of verse . B. Thus reputation is a spur to wit , And some wits flag through fear of losing it . Give me the line , that ploughs its stately course ...
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... round In Eden , ere yet innocence of heart Had faded , poetry was not an art : Language , above all teaching , or , if taught , Only by gratitude and glowing thought , Elegant as simplicity , and warm As ecstasy , unmancled by form ...
... round In Eden , ere yet innocence of heart Had faded , poetry was not an art : Language , above all teaching , or , if taught , Only by gratitude and glowing thought , Elegant as simplicity , and warm As ecstasy , unmancled by form ...
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... round human hearts ; Tell , where she lurks , beneath what flowery shades , That not a glimpse of genuine light pervades , The pois'nous , black , insinuating worm Successfully conceals her loathsome form . Take , if ye can , ye ...
... round human hearts ; Tell , where she lurks , beneath what flowery shades , That not a glimpse of genuine light pervades , The pois'nous , black , insinuating worm Successfully conceals her loathsome form . Take , if ye can , ye ...
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... round From east to west , no sorrow can be found : Or only what , in cottages confin'd , Sighs unregarded to the passing wind . Then wherefore weep for England ? What appears In England's case to move the muse to tears ? The prophet ...
... round From east to west , no sorrow can be found : Or only what , in cottages confin'd , Sighs unregarded to the passing wind . Then wherefore weep for England ? What appears In England's case to move the muse to tears ? The prophet ...
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... round the motley crowd , The rich grow poor , the poor become purse - proud ; Business is labour , and man's weakness such , Pleasure is labour too , and tires as much , The very sense of it foregoes its use , By repetition pall'd , by ...
... round the motley crowd , The rich grow poor , the poor become purse - proud ; Business is labour , and man's weakness such , Pleasure is labour too , and tires as much , The very sense of it foregoes its use , By repetition pall'd , by ...
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Æsop beauty beneath bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms delight design'd divine docet dread dream earth ease eyes fair fancy fear feel flowers flowers of Eden folly form'd frown fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope human John Gilpin labour land learn'd light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind mounted best muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never night nymphs o'er once palæstra peace perhaps pity pleas'd pleasure poet poet's praise pride proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound spleen stamp'd stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas vex'd VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wisely store worth youth
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Page 420 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, - My Mary ! But well thou play'dst the housewife's part; And all thy threads with magic art, Have wound themselves about this heart, My Mary...
Page 373 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise, — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Page 254 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Page 254 - And, intercepting in their silent fall The frequent flakes, has kept a path for me. No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half...
Page 324 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town ; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Page 367 - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods ; Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage, and full of grief.
Page 304 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Page 319 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came : for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more.
Page 251 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, Eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace.
Page 258 - Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.