Cowper: The task, with Tirocinium, and selections from the minor poems, A.D. 1784-1799Clarendon Press, 1875 |
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... thou hast doubled long . 140 145 Thou knowest my praise of Nature most sincere , 150 And that my raptures are not conjured up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon Eminence our ...
... thou hast doubled long . 140 145 Thou knowest my praise of Nature most sincere , 150 And that my raptures are not conjured up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon Eminence our ...
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... Thou seeming sweet , Be still a pleasing object in my view , My visit still , but never mine abode . Not distant far , a length of Colonnade Invites us . Monument of ancient taste , Now scorned , but worthy of a better fate . Our ...
... Thou seeming sweet , Be still a pleasing object in my view , My visit still , but never mine abode . Not distant far , a length of Colonnade Invites us . Monument of ancient taste , Now scorned , but worthy of a better fate . Our ...
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... thou hast found again Thy cocoas and bananas , palms and yams , 640 And homestall thatched with leaves . But hast thou found Their former charms ? And having seen our state , Our palaces , our ladies , and our pomp Of equipage , our ...
... thou hast found again Thy cocoas and bananas , palms and yams , 640 And homestall thatched with leaves . But hast thou found Their former charms ? And having seen our state , Our palaces , our ladies , and our pomp Of equipage , our ...
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... thou art sad At thought of her forlorn and abject state , From which no power of thine can raise her up . Thus Fancy paints thee , and though apt to err , Perhaps errs little when she paints thee thus . She tells me , too , that duly ...
... thou art sad At thought of her forlorn and abject state , From which no power of thine can raise her up . Thus Fancy paints thee , and though apt to err , Perhaps errs little when she paints thee thus . She tells me , too , that duly ...
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... Thou fool ! Will thy discovery of the cause Suspend the effect , or heal it ? Has not God Still wrought by means since first He made the world ? And did He not of old employ his means To drown it ? What is his creation less 200 Than a ...
... Thou fool ! Will thy discovery of the cause Suspend the effect , or heal it ? Has not God Still wrought by means since first He made the world ? And did He not of old employ his means To drown it ? What is his creation less 200 Than a ...
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Aeneid beauty beneath boast Bodham Bonnell Thornton born breath called cause charms Clifton Reynes Cowper death delight died divine dream earth ease East Dereham Emberton fair fame Fancy fear feel flowers folly give grace hand happy hast Hayley heard heart Heaven honour John Gilpin king labour Lady Austen Lady Hesketh less live London Lord Lost Lover's Melancholy Lycanthropy mind Nature Nature's Nebaioth never Newton nymphs o'er Olney Olney Hymns once Ormus peace perhaps pleasure poem Poet Poet's Pope's praise scene seems shine slaves smile Sofa song soon soul spirit sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art Throckmorton toil trees truth Unwin verse Virgil virtue walk Warren Hastings Weston Weston Underwood William Cowper wind winter wisdom wonder word worth ΙΟ
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Página 72 - 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 25 - 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 272 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
Página 200 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, ' Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Página 139 - 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.
Página 201 - Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener, Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become a history little...
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 202 - 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 202 - Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, — So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore "Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar;" And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Página 233 - In the corrupted currents of this world, Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen, the wicked prize