Selections from the Poetical Works of William CowperGinn & Company, 1898 - 243 páginas |
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... sounds as well as sights delightful - Another walk - Mistake concerning the charms of solitude corrected - Colonnades commenced — Alcove , and the view from it — The wilderness The grove- The thresher -The necessity and the benefits of ...
... sounds as well as sights delightful - Another walk - Mistake concerning the charms of solitude corrected - Colonnades commenced — Alcove , and the view from it — The wilderness The grove- The thresher -The necessity and the benefits of ...
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... sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear ; Groves , heaths , and smoking villages remote ... sounds Exhilarate the 6 SELECTIONS FROM COWPER .
... sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear ; Groves , heaths , and smoking villages remote ... sounds Exhilarate the 6 SELECTIONS FROM COWPER .
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... sounds , But animated nature sweeter still , To soothe and satisfy the human ear . Ten thousand warblers cheer the day , and one The livelong night : nor these alone , whose notes Nice - fingered art must emulate in vain , But cawing ...
... sounds , But animated nature sweeter still , To soothe and satisfy the human ear . Ten thousand warblers cheer the day , and one The livelong night : nor these alone , whose notes Nice - fingered art must emulate in vain , But cawing ...
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... sounds as haunt the ear In village or in town , the bay of curs 230 Incessant , clinking hammers , grinding wheels , And infants clamorous whether pleased or pained , Oft have I wished the peaceful covert mine . Here , I have said , at ...
... sounds as haunt the ear In village or in town , the bay of curs 230 Incessant , clinking hammers , grinding wheels , And infants clamorous whether pleased or pained , Oft have I wished the peaceful covert mine . Here , I have said , at ...
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... sounds May bear us smoothly to the Gallic shore . True , we have lost an empire- let it pass . True , we may thank the perfidy of France That picked the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious shrew . And let ...
... sounds May bear us smoothly to the Gallic shore . True , we have lost an empire- let it pass . True , we may thank the perfidy of France That picked the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious shrew . And let ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
९९ beauty beneath blank verse boast Book breath called cause charms Cowper wrote death delight distant divine dream earth ease English English poetry fair fame fancy fear feel flowers garden Gentleman's Magazine give grace groves hand happiness hast heart heaven Homer honour human Inner Temple John Gilpin John Newton King labour Lady Austen Lady Hesketh Lavendon letter to Newton letter to Unwin live London lost Madame Guyon mind naiad nature never night o'er Olney Olney Hymns once palmistry peace perhaps pleasure poems poet poetic poetry praise Retirement Sainte-Beuve satire scene seems shine smile Sofa song soon soul sound Stopford Brooke sweet Task taste thee theme thine thou art thought Throckmorton toil truth verse Vincent Bourne virtue walk Weston William Bull William Cowper wind winter wonder Wordsworth
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Página 206 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such '. — It was. Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Página 77 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Página 53 - 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. In his side he bore, And in his hands and feet, the cruel scars. With gentle force soliciting the darts, He drew them forth, and heal'd, and bade me live.
Página 25 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man.
Página 195 - It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Página 198 - I first took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade ! The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene where his...
Página 122 - 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 none can feel. But who with filial confidence inspired Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say — My Father made them all.
Página 26 - 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 earned.
Página 208 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Página 151 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !" The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous hosanna round.