The Poetical Works of William Cowper ...: & a Memoir of the AuthorJ. C. Derby, 1856 - 493 pages |
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... wind that rais'd it , and it fell . He trod the very self - same ground you tread , And Victory refuted all he said . B. And yet his judgment was not fram'd amiss : Its error , if it err'd , was merely this- He thought the dying hour ...
... wind that rais'd it , and it fell . He trod the very self - same ground you tread , And Victory refuted all he said . B. And yet his judgment was not fram'd amiss : Its error , if it err'd , was merely this- He thought the dying hour ...
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... wind , and flings himself abroad . Contemporaries all surpass'd , see one , Short his career , indeed , but ably run ; Churchill , himself unconscious of his pow'r In penury consum'd his idle hours ; And , like 14 TABLE TALK .
... wind , and flings himself abroad . Contemporaries all surpass'd , see one , Short his career , indeed , but ably run ; Churchill , himself unconscious of his pow'r In penury consum'd his idle hours ; And , like 14 TABLE TALK .
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... wind to parch us at a blast ? Can British Paradise no scenes afford To please her sated and indiff'rent lord ? Are sweet philosophy's enjoyments run Quite to the lees ? And has religion none ? Brutes capable would tell you'tis a lie ...
... wind to parch us at a blast ? Can British Paradise no scenes afford To please her sated and indiff'rent lord ? Are sweet philosophy's enjoyments run Quite to the lees ? And has religion none ? Brutes capable would tell you'tis a lie ...
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... wind she swims , and sails away , Now stoops upon it , and now grasps the prey . Petronius ! all the muses weep for thee ; But ev'ry tear shall scald thy memory : The graces too , while Virtue at their shrine Lay bleeding under that ...
... wind she swims , and sails away , Now stoops upon it , and now grasps the prey . Petronius ! all the muses weep for thee ; But ev'ry tear shall scald thy memory : The graces too , while Virtue at their shrine Lay bleeding under that ...
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... wind . Thus men go wrong with an ingenious skill ; Bend the straight rule to their own crooked will ; And with a clear and shining lamp supplied , First put it out , then take it for a guide . Halting on crutches of unequal size , One ...
... wind . Thus men go wrong with an ingenious skill ; Bend the straight rule to their own crooked will ; And with a clear and shining lamp supplied , First put it out , then take it for a guide . Halting on crutches of unequal size , One ...
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Page 178 - 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 177 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain ! Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein : But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Page 174 - John he cried, But John he cried in vain; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Page 353 - 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!
Page 301 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Page 327 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Page 328 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Page 173 - For saddle-tree scarce reach'd 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. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, The wine is left behind!
Page 198 - T' enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and devotes him as his lawful prey. Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Page 221 - Philosophy baptized In the pure fountain of eternal love Has eyes indeed ; and viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives Him his praise, and forfeits not her own.