The Poetical Works of William Cowper ...Little, Brown, 1859 |
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... 268 Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality for the year 1787 270 The same for 1788 The same for 1789 . The same for 1790 272 274 276 The same for 1792 . The same for 1793 . · 278 280 • Page On a Goldfinch starved to Death in his Cage.
... 268 Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality for the year 1787 270 The same for 1788 The same for 1789 . The same for 1790 272 274 276 The same for 1792 . The same for 1793 . · 278 280 • Page On a Goldfinch starved to Death in his Cage.
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William Cowper. Page On a Goldfinch starved to Death in his Cage .. 282 The Pineapple and the Bee ... 283 Horace , Book II . Ode X ......... . 284 A Reflection on the foregoing Ode . 286 • • The Lily and the Rose . ' Idem Latine redditum ...
William Cowper. Page On a Goldfinch starved to Death in his Cage .. 282 The Pineapple and the Bee ... 283 Horace , Book II . Ode X ......... . 284 A Reflection on the foregoing Ode . 286 • • The Lily and the Rose . ' Idem Latine redditum ...
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... death— And never smiled again ! and now she roams The dreary waste ; there spends the livelong day , And there , unless when charity forbids , The livelong night . A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown ...
... death— And never smiled again ! and now she roams The dreary waste ; there spends the livelong day , And there , unless when charity forbids , The livelong night . A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown ...
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... foul ; so witty , yet not wise . It is not seemly , nor of good report , That she is slack in discipline ; more prompt To avenge than to prevent the breach of law : That she is rigid in denouncing death On petty robbers THE SOFA . 27.
... foul ; so witty , yet not wise . It is not seemly , nor of good report , That she is slack in discipline ; more prompt To avenge than to prevent the breach of law : That she is rigid in denouncing death On petty robbers THE SOFA . 27.
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William Cowper. That she is rigid in denouncing death On petty robbers , and indulges life And liberty , and ofttimes honour too , To peculators of the public gold : That thieves at home must hang ; but he , that puts Into his overgorged ...
William Cowper. That she is rigid in denouncing death On petty robbers , and indulges life And liberty , and ofttimes honour too , To peculators of the public gold : That thieves at home must hang ; but he , that puts Into his overgorged ...
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Page 97 - tis the twanging horn ! o'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright, He comes, the herald of a noisy world, With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks ; News from all nations lumbering at his back.
Page 34 - As human nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps, when she sees inflicted on a beast : Then what is man ? And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not "blush, And hang his head, to think himself a man...
Page 152 - There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes. He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own.
Page 38 - And manifold results, into the will And arbitration wise of the Supreme. Did not his eye rule all things, and intend The least of our concerns (since from the least The greatest oft originate); could chance Find place in his dominion, or dispose One lawless particle to thwart his plan ; Then God might be surprised, and unforeseen Contingence might alarm him, and disturb The smooth and equal course of his affairs.
Page 46 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on Earth, would hear, approve, and own, Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design. I would express him simple, grave, sincere ; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner...
Page 189 - Kneels with the native of the farthest West, And ^Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand, And worships. Her report has travelled forth Into all lands.
Page 247 - Tis because resentment ties All the terrors of our tongues. Rome shall perish — write that word In the blood that she has spilt; Perish, hopeless and abhorr'd, Deep in ruin as in guilt.
Page 40 - Suspend th' effect, or heal it? Has not God Still wrought by means since first he made the world? And did he not of old employ his means To drown it? What is his creation less Than a capacious reservoir of means Form'd for his use, and ready at his will? Go, dress thine eyes with eyesalve; ask of him, Or ask of whomsoever he has taught, And learn, though late, the genuine cause of all.
Page 252 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away ! ' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Page 151 - Patriots have toiled, and in their country's cause Bled nobly; and their deeds, as they deserve, Receive proud recompense. We give in charge Their names to the sweet lyre. The historic muse, Proud of the treasure, marches with it down To latest times...