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... waste , Shall be my chosen theme , my glory to the last . " At ten years of age he was sent to Westminster School . His residence there , on the whole , was a pleasurable passage in his history , and continued to smile back on him ...
... waste , Shall be my chosen theme , my glory to the last . " At ten years of age he was sent to Westminster School . His residence there , on the whole , was a pleasurable passage in his history , and continued to smile back on him ...
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... waste . Think yourself station'd on a towering rock , To see a people scatter'd like a flock , Some royal mastiff panting at their heels , With all the savage thirst a tiger feels Then view him self - proclaim'd in a gazette , Chief ...
... waste . Think yourself station'd on a towering rock , To see a people scatter'd like a flock , Some royal mastiff panting at their heels , With all the savage thirst a tiger feels Then view him self - proclaim'd in a gazette , Chief ...
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... waste ; - If these attendants , and if such as these , Must follow royalty , then welcome ease ! However humble and confined the sphere , Happy the state that has not these to fear ! 146 160 A. Thus men , whose thoughts contemplative ...
... waste ; - If these attendants , and if such as these , Must follow royalty , then welcome ease ! However humble and confined the sphere , Happy the state that has not these to fear ! 146 160 A. Thus men , whose thoughts contemplative ...
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... waste it at the bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny soon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores ; The standards of all nations are unfurl'd ; She has one foe , and that one foe the world . And if he doom ...
... waste it at the bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and mutiny soon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores ; The standards of all nations are unfurl'd ; She has one foe , and that one foe the world . And if he doom ...
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... waste Sent us a wind to parch us at a blast ? Can British Paradise no scenes afford To please her sated and indifferent lord ? Are sweet philosophy's enjoyments run Quite to the lees ? And has religion none ? Brutes capable would tell ...
... waste Sent us a wind to parch us at a blast ? Can British Paradise no scenes afford To please her sated and indifferent lord ? Are sweet philosophy's enjoyments run Quite to the lees ? And has religion none ? Brutes capable would tell ...
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beauty beneath bids blest boast breath call'd cause charms Cowper dark delight design'd distant divine dream earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fire flowers folly form'd frown fruit give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope hour human Huntingtown John Gilpin John Newton labour land learn'd light live lost lust lyre mankind mercy mind Muse Nature Nature's Nebaioth never night o'er Olney Hymns once peace perhaps Pharisee pine-apples pity pleasure poet poet's praise pride prize proud prove rude sacred scene scorn seem'd shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas verse virtue Voltaire Warren Hastings waste Westminster School WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wise wonder worth youth
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Page 301 - He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves beside. 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. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to' enjoy With a propriety that...
Page 205 - Tust estimation prized above all price, I had much rather be myself the slave And wear the bonds, than fasten them on him. We have no slaves at home — then why abroad ? And they themselves, once ferried o'er the wave That parts us, are emancipate and loosed. Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs 40 Receive our air, that moment they are free, They touch our country and their shackles fall.
Page 385 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Page 54 - Yon cottager who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store, Content though mean, and cheerful, if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the live-long day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light ; She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no praise, but (though her lot be such, Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her bible true, A truth the brilliant...
Page 205 - 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 earn'd.
Page 310 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men ; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge a rude unprofitable mass, The mere materials with which wisdom builds, Till smoothed, and squared, and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich.
Page 306 - 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. From thee is all that soothes the life of man, His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer, and his will to serve.
Page 385 - Ye winds that have made me your sport. Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more : My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 174 - Nor those of learn'd philologists, who chase A panting syllable through time and space, Start it at home, and hunt it in the dark, To Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah's ark ; But such as learning, without false pretence, The friend of truth, the associate of sound sense.
Page 260 - Made vocal for the amusement of the rest ; The sprightly lyre, whose treasure of sweet sounds The touch from many a trembling chord shakes out ; And the clear voice, symphonious, yet distinct, And in the charming strife triumphant still, Beguile the night, and set a keener edge On female industry : the threaded steel Flies swiftly, and unfelt the task proceeds.