Selections from Cowper's PoemsMacmillan, 1883 - 234 pages |
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... hearts , though without any value in art . But when by chance a true poet reaches this position , his fame , for the moment at least , is beyond measure . Keble , in our own generation , has reached it by the strength of an inspira ...
... hearts , though without any value in art . But when by chance a true poet reaches this position , his fame , for the moment at least , is beyond measure . Keble , in our own generation , has reached it by the strength of an inspira ...
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... heart of the end of day . It is sometimes supposed that it owes half its popularity to its subject , and Gray himself is reported , in a kind of anger with his own fame , to have said so— foolishly , we think ; as well resent the ...
... heart of the end of day . It is sometimes supposed that it owes half its popularity to its subject , and Gray himself is reported , in a kind of anger with his own fame , to have said so— foolishly , we think ; as well resent the ...
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... hearts . In both the landscape only moves us when it has got its human soul . To Dante We need not enter with the same detail into the sen- timent of Wordsworth , which everybody knows . His landscapes are all full of human feeling ...
... hearts . In both the landscape only moves us when it has got its human soul . To Dante We need not enter with the same detail into the sen- timent of Wordsworth , which everybody knows . His landscapes are all full of human feeling ...
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... heart was so profoundly moved by sacred subjects , should not have succeeded in this kind of composition . He had ... hearts . The Castaway is the only one of his poems in which this profound and awful sentiment is embodied with force ...
... heart was so profoundly moved by sacred subjects , should not have succeeded in this kind of composition . He had ... hearts . The Castaway is the only one of his poems in which this profound and awful sentiment is embodied with force ...
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... Heart Lovest Thou Me ? Retirement Grace and Providence The Waiting Soul • Light shining out of Darkness PAGE · 99 100 ΙΟΙ 102 105 107 109 111 112 113 114 115 117 118 120 122 128 130 • 131 132 137 139 141 142 144 147 151 152 153 154 155 ...
... Heart Lovest Thou Me ? Retirement Grace and Providence The Waiting Soul • Light shining out of Darkness PAGE · 99 100 ΙΟΙ 102 105 107 109 111 112 113 114 115 117 118 120 122 128 130 • 131 132 137 139 141 142 144 147 151 152 153 154 155 ...
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Beau marked beauty beneath birds Book charms clouds COVENTRY PATMORE Cowper cried dear death delight distant divine dream earth ease fame fancy farewell fast fear feel flagged admiral flew flocks flower FRANCIS TURNER Palgrave Gilpin grace half happy harmony Harrow School heard heart Heaven HEIR OF REDCLYFFE homeless birds hope John Gilpin king knew knows labour land light live Lord lyre MARK LEMON mind muse nature Nature's never Nose o'er once peace perhaps play pleasure poet poet's poor praise scene scorn seems Selected and arranged shade shine sight silent SIR NOEL PATON skies smile song soon soul sound storm stout spurs sway sweet Task tear thee theme thine thou hast thought thy growth toil tongue truth Twas verse virtue WARREN HASTINGS whate'er WILLIAM ALLINGHAM wind winter wonder youth
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Page 24 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on th
Page 156 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 129 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Page 231 - THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF THE BEST SONGS AND LYRICAL POEMS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE. Selected and arranged, with Notes, by FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE.
Page 80 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Page 218 - His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. — Weigh the vessel up Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tears that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant main: But Kempenfelt is gone, His victories are o'er; And he and his eight hundred Shall plough the wave no more.
Page 79 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more...
Page 131 - How soft the music of those village bells Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet ! now dying all away, Now pealing loud again and louder still, Clear and sonorous as the gale comes on.
Page 167 - 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 ! Good lack ! quoth he — yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Page 137 - The Lord of all, himself through all diffused, Sustains, and is the life of all that lives. Nature is but a name for an effect, Whose cause is God.