The Poems of William CowperErnest Fleischer, 1828 - 427 páginas |
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... heard ; And in his cage , like parrot fine and gay , Is kept to strut , look big , and talk away . Born in a climate softer far than ours , Not form'd , like us , with such Herculean pow'rs , The Frenchman , easy , debonair , and brisk ...
... heard ; And in his cage , like parrot fine and gay , Is kept to strut , look big , and talk away . Born in a climate softer far than ours , Not form'd , like us , with such Herculean pow'rs , The Frenchman , easy , debonair , and brisk ...
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... heard again ; Liberty taught him her Athenian strain ; She cloth'd him with authority and awe , Spoke from his lips , and in his looks gave law . His speech , his form , his action , full of grace , And all his country beaming in his ...
... heard again ; Liberty taught him her Athenian strain ; She cloth'd him with authority and awe , Spoke from his lips , and in his looks gave law . His speech , his form , his action , full of grace , And all his country beaming in his ...
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... heard : To carry nature lengths unknown before , To give a Milton birth , ask ages more . Thus Genius rose and set at order'd times , And shot a day - spring into distant climes , Ennobling ev'ry region that he chose ; He sunk in Greece ...
... heard : To carry nature lengths unknown before , To give a Milton birth , ask ages more . Thus Genius rose and set at order'd times , And shot a day - spring into distant climes , Ennobling ev'ry region that he chose ; He sunk in Greece ...
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... heard no more , Mercy receives him on her peaceful shore : And Justice , guardian of the dread command , Drops the red vengeance from his willing hand . A soul redeem'd demands a life of praise ; Hence the complexion of his future days ...
... heard no more , Mercy receives him on her peaceful shore : And Justice , guardian of the dread command , Drops the red vengeance from his willing hand . A soul redeem'd demands a life of praise ; Hence the complexion of his future days ...
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... heard of half a mile from home : He lost in errors his vain heart prefers , She safe in the simplicity of hers . Not many wise , rich , noble , or profound In science , win one inch of heav'nly ground . And is it not a mortifying ...
... heard of half a mile from home : He lost in errors his vain heart prefers , She safe in the simplicity of hers . Not many wise , rich , noble , or profound In science , win one inch of heav'nly ground . And is it not a mortifying ...
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Aspasio beauty beneath bids blest boast breath call'd cause charg'd charms death Deist delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fill'd fire flow'r folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast heart Heav'n heav'nly honour hope hour human John Gilpin land learn'd light lov'd lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymph o'er once peace perhaps pine-apples pity plac'd pleas'd pleasure plebeian poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r pride proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas virtue waste whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth
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Página 183 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Página 408 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Página 377 - Were shatter'd at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he...
Página 377 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! Here's the house!
Página 376 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought, Away went hat and wig; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Página 395 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Arm'd with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Página 400 - Would'st softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might.
Página 277 - No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half suppress'd : Pleased with his solitude, and flitting light From spray to spray, where'er he rests he shakes From many a twig the pendent drops of ice, That tinkle in the wither'd leaves below.
Página 231 - 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 the uninjured ear.
Página 277 - Upon the southern side of the slant hills, And where the woods fence off the northern blast, The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below. Again the harmony comes o'er the vale ; And through the trees I view th' embattled tow'r, Whence all the music.