The Poetical Works of William CowperMacmillan, 1870 - 536 pages |
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... beneath his arm , And hides his hands to keep his fingers warm . She , half an angel in her own account , Doubts not hereafter with the saints to mount , Though not a grace appears on strictest search , But that she fasts , and item ...
... beneath his arm , And hides his hands to keep his fingers warm . She , half an angel in her own account , Doubts not hereafter with the saints to mount , Though not a grace appears on strictest search , But that she fasts , and item ...
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... beneath a frozen zone , Has she no spark that may be deem'd her own ? Grant her indebted to what zealots call Grace undeserved , yet surely not for all ! Some beams of rectitude she yet displays , Some love of virtue , and some power to ...
... beneath a frozen zone , Has she no spark that may be deem'd her own ? Grant her indebted to what zealots call Grace undeserved , yet surely not for all ! Some beams of rectitude she yet displays , Some love of virtue , and some power to ...
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... beneath thy feet , Ten thousand charms , that only fools despise , Or pride can look at with indifferent eyes , To rise at noon , sit slipshod and undress'd , To read the news , or fiddle , as seems best , Till half the world comes ...
... beneath thy feet , Ten thousand charms , that only fools despise , Or pride can look at with indifferent eyes , To rise at noon , sit slipshod and undress'd , To read the news , or fiddle , as seems best , Till half the world comes ...
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... Beneath the smiling surface of the deep , Wait but the lashes of a wintry storm , To frown and roar , and shake his feeble form . From infancy through childhood's giddy maze , Froward at school , and fretful in his plays , The puny ...
... Beneath the smiling surface of the deep , Wait but the lashes of a wintry storm , To frown and roar , and shake his feeble form . From infancy through childhood's giddy maze , Froward at school , and fretful in his plays , The puny ...
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... ( beneath well - sounding Greek . I slur a name a poet must not speak ) Stood pilloried on Infamy's high stage , And bore the pelting scorn of half an age ; The very butt of Slander , and the blot For every dart that malice ever shot ...
... ( beneath well - sounding Greek . I slur a name a poet must not speak ) Stood pilloried on Infamy's high stage , And bore the pelting scorn of half an age ; The very butt of Slander , and the blot For every dart that malice ever shot ...
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ANTISTROPHE bard beneath birds blest bliss boast bosom breast breath Cacus call'd CALLIMACHUS charms Cowper dear death delight divine dream Dryope e'en earth ease eyes fair fame Faunus fear feel fire fix'd flame flowers form'd give glory grace groves hand happy hear heart heaven heavenly hope JOHN GILPIN John Throckmorton labour Latian Latium light live Lord lyre mind muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymphs o'er once pain Pallas Parnassian pass'd peace Phoebus pleasure poet praise prove rest rills sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine shore sigh sight skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound stamp'd stream sweet taste tears thee theme thine thou art thou hast thought Thracian truth Twas verse vex'd VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste Whate'er WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM HAYLEY wind wonder youth
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Page 176 - Had cheered the village with his song, Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glow-worm by his spark, So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus right eloquent — Did you admire my lamp...
Page 191 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 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!
Page 29 - 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.
Page 98 - Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore ; Oh ! for grace to love thee more.
Page 108 - GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Page 191 - And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 52 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 76 - The scene of all those sorrows left behind, Sought their own village, busied as they went In musings worthy of the great event : They spake of him they loved, of him whose life. Though blameless, had incurr'd perpetual strife. Whose deeds had left, in spite of hostile arts, A deep memorial graven on their hearts.
Page 47 - 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 90 - 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.