The Cowper Anthology: 1775-1800 A. D.Edward Arber H. Frowde, 1901 - 335 páginas |
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... sound . Each bottle had two curling ears , Through which the belt he drew ; He hung one bottle on each side , To make his balance true . Then , over all , that he might be Equipped from top to toe , His long red cloak , well brushed and ...
... sound . Each bottle had two curling ears , Through which the belt he drew ; He hung one bottle on each side , To make his balance true . Then , over all , that he might be Equipped from top to toe , His long red cloak , well brushed and ...
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... sound unknown ! May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore , The parting sound shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens grieved themselves at my concern , Oft gave me promise of a quick return . What ardently I wished , I long believed ...
... sound unknown ! May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore , The parting sound shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens grieved themselves at my concern , Oft gave me promise of a quick return . What ardently I wished , I long believed ...
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... sound of my own ! The beasts that roam over the plain , My form with indifference see ! They are so unacquainted ... sound of the Church going bell , These valleys and rocks never heard ! Never sighed at the sound of a Knell ; Or smiled ...
... sound of my own ! The beasts that roam over the plain , My form with indifference see ! They are so unacquainted ... sound of the Church going bell , These valleys and rocks never heard ! Never sighed at the sound of a Knell ; Or smiled ...
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... sound of the cool colonnade ! The winds play no longer and sing in their leaves ; Nor the Ouse in its bosom their image receives ! Twelve years had elapsed , since I last took a view Of my favourite field , and the bank where they grew ...
... sound of the cool colonnade ! The winds play no longer and sing in their leaves ; Nor the Ouse in its bosom their image receives ! Twelve years had elapsed , since I last took a view Of my favourite field , and the bank where they grew ...
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... sound ; And she may float again , Full charged with England's thunder , And plough the distant Main ! But KEMPENFELT is gone ! His victories are o'er ! And he and his eight hundred Shall plough the wave no more ! THE NEEDLESS ALARM . A ...
... sound ; And she may float again , Full charged with England's thunder , And plough the distant Main ! But KEMPENFELT is gone ! His victories are o'er ! And he and his eight hundred Shall plough the wave no more ! THE NEEDLESS ALARM . A ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
ANTHOLOGY auld lang syne Baroness Nairne beauty beneath bless boatie rows bonie bosom braw breast breath bright BURNS buy my caller caller herrin charms cheerful CHRISTABEL Cockpen COWPER Crown 8vo dance dear e'en Echoing Green Edited ev'ry Extra fcap eyes fair fear flower frae gentle GERALDINE grow the rashes gude hath hear heart Heaven Highland Laddie hill hour India Paper JOHN kiss Lady Laird Lassie laugh lo'e look Lover Lyrical Ballads Maid MARY maun merry morning ne'er never night Nymph o'er Oxford India Paper pain PINDAR pleasure Poems poor rose round S. T. COLERIDGE Scots Musical Museum sigh sing smile Song sorrow soul sweet tear tell thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas VIII W. W. SKEAT weary weel Wha'll buy wild wind Wolcot woods Youth
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Página 173 - For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 253 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Página 241 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
Página 167 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 70 - Then kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope " springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days : There, ever bask in uncreated rays ; No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Página 245 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea! About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night: The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Página 175 - ... tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Página 171 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: 319 While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the...
Página 58 - THAT AND A' THAT" Is there, for honest Poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Página 259 - The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the Moon. The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock: The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. And the bay was white with silent light Till rising from the same, Full many shapes, that shadows were, In crimson colours came.