Poems, with a biogr. and critical intr. by T. Dale, Volume 21859 |
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... lost behind a rising ground , the wood Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wannish grey ; the willow such , And poplar ...
... lost behind a rising ground , the wood Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wannish grey ; the willow such , And poplar ...
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... lost his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice , That yet a remnant of your race survives . How airy and how light the graceful arch , Yet awful ...
... lost his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice , That yet a remnant of your race survives . How airy and how light the graceful arch , Yet awful ...
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... Lost nothing by comparison with ours ? Rude as thou art ( for we return'd thee rude And ignorant , except of outward show ) , I cannot think thee yet so dull of heart And spiritless , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as ...
... Lost nothing by comparison with ours ? Rude as thou art ( for we return'd thee rude And ignorant , except of outward show ) , I cannot think thee yet so dull of heart And spiritless , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as ...
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... lost an empire - let it pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious shrew . And let that pass - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no ...
... lost an empire - let it pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious shrew . And let that pass - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no ...
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... lost in his own musings , happy man ! He feels the anxieties of life , denied Their wonted entertainment , all retire . Such joys has he that sings . But , ah ! not such , Or seldom such , the hearers of his song . Fastidious , or else ...
... lost in his own musings , happy man ! He feels the anxieties of life , denied Their wonted entertainment , all retire . Such joys has he that sings . But , ah ! not such , Or seldom such , the hearers of his song . Fastidious , or else ...
Common terms and phrases
Aspasio beauty beneath betimes boast BODHAM breath call'd cause charms death delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease Edmonton fair fame fancy fear feed feel flowers folly form'd fountain of eternal fruit Gilpin give glory grace grave hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope human JOHN GILPIN labour leaf learn'd less live lost lyre Mighty winds mind Muse Nature Nature's Nebaioth never numbers nymphs o'er once peace perhaps pleasure praise prize proud prove rapture rest scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight skies sleep sloth smile Sofa song soon soul sound spare stamp'd sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thou hast thought THRACIAN THROCKMORTON toil trembling truth Twas virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise wonder worth youth
Popular passages
Page 230 - 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 passed into the skies.
Page 35 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Page 313 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John — "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Page 228 - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age...
Page 283 - With all her crew complete. Toll for the brave ! Brave Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Page 67 - 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 310 - Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, "Well done!
Page 173 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 313 - Ah luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear, For while he spake a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear. • Whereat his horse did snort as he Had heard a lion roar, And gallop'd off with all his might As he had done before.
Page 312 - His neighbour in such trim, Laid down his pipe, flew to the gate, And thus accosted him : What news? what news? your tidings tell; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bare-headed you are come, Or why you come at all ? Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke!