The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 2W. Pickering, 1830 |
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... lost behind a rising ground , the wood Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wannish gray ; the willow such , And poplar ...
... lost behind a rising ground , the wood Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wannish gray ; the willow such , And poplar ...
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... lost his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice That yet a remnant of your race survives . How airy and how light the graceful arch , Yet awful as ...
... lost his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice That yet a remnant of your race survives . How airy and how light the graceful arch , Yet awful as ...
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... Lost nothing by comparison with ours ? Rude as thou art ( for we return'd thee rude And ignorant , except of outward show ) , I cannot think thee yet so dull of heart And spiritless , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as ...
... Lost nothing by comparison with ours ? Rude as thou art ( for we return'd thee rude And ignorant , except of outward show ) , I cannot think thee yet so dull of heart And spiritless , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as ...
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... lost an empire - let it pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious shrew . And let that pass - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no ...
... lost an empire - let it pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious shrew . And let that pass - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no ...
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... lost in his own musings , happy man ! He feels the anxieties of life , denied Their wonted entertainment , all retire . Such joys has he that sings . But ah ! not such , Or seldom such , the hearers of his song . Fastidious , or else ...
... lost in his own musings , happy man ! He feels the anxieties of life , denied Their wonted entertainment , all retire . Such joys has he that sings . But ah ! not such , Or seldom such , the hearers of his song . Fastidious , or else ...
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Æsop Aspasio beauty beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms creatures death delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease fair fame fancy farewell flight fear feed feel fieldfare flowers folly form'd fruit grace grave hand happy happy prisoners hast heard heart Heaven high raised honour hope infant sorrows John Throckmorton labour learn'd less life's live lyre mind mischief mounted best muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never numbers o'er once pass'd peace perhaps play pleasure plebeian praise prize proud prove rest sacred scene schools seek seem'd sensual world shade shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet task taste taste Of evils thee theme thine thou art thought toil truth vex'd virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER winds winter wisdom wise wisely store wonder worth youth
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Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 33 - 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...
Página 13 - Nor less attractive is the woodland scene, Diversified with trees of every growth, Alike yet various. Here the grey smooth trunks Of ash, or lime, or beech, distinctly shine, Within the twilight of their distant shades ; There lost behind a rising ground, the wood Seems sunk, and shorten'd to its topmost boughs.
Página 254 - Could time, his flight reversed, restore the hours, When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I prick'd them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head and smile...
Página 256 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Página 163 - No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes and more than half...
Página 100 - The manners, customs, policy of all Pay contribution to the store he gleans ; He sucks intelligence in every clime, And spreads the honey of his deep research At his return — a rich repast for me.
Página 299 - Though duly from my hand he took His pittance every night, He did it with a jealous look, And, when he could, would bite. His diet was of wheaten bread, And milk, and oats, and straw ; Thistles, or lettuces instead, With sand to scour his maw. On twigs of hawthorn he regaled, On pippins...
Página 8 - The sloping land recedes into the clouds; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tow'r, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the list'ning ear, Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.