Poems, Volume 2J. Johnson, 1800 |
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... hour To fleep within the carriage more fecure , His legs depending at the open door . Sweet fleep enjoys the curate in his desk , t The tedious rector drawling o'er his head ; And sweet the clerk below . But neither fleep Of lazy nurse ...
... hour To fleep within the carriage more fecure , His legs depending at the open door . Sweet fleep enjoys the curate in his desk , t The tedious rector drawling o'er his head ; And sweet the clerk below . But neither fleep Of lazy nurse ...
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... hours that forrow fince has much endear'd , How oft , my flice of pocket ftore confum'd , Still hung'ring , pennylefs and far from home , I fed on fcarlet hips and ftony haws , Or blufhing crabs , or berries , that imbofs The bramble ...
... hours that forrow fince has much endear'd , How oft , my flice of pocket ftore confum'd , Still hung'ring , pennylefs and far from home , I fed on fcarlet hips and ftony haws , Or blufhing crabs , or berries , that imbofs The bramble ...
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... hours of sweetest ease . The fedentary stretch their lazy length When custom bids , but no refreshment find , For none they need : the languid eye , the cheek Deferted of its bloom , the flaccid , fhrunk , And wither'd mufcle , and the ...
... hours of sweetest ease . The fedentary stretch their lazy length When custom bids , but no refreshment find , For none they need : the languid eye , the cheek Deferted of its bloom , the flaccid , fhrunk , And wither'd mufcle , and the ...
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... hour is come , When , having no ftake left , no pledge t ' endear Her int'refts , or that gives her facred cause A moment's operation on his love , He burns with most intense and flagrant zeal To ferve his country . Minifterial grace ...
... hour is come , When , having no ftake left , no pledge t ' endear Her int'refts , or that gives her facred cause A moment's operation on his love , He burns with most intense and flagrant zeal To ferve his country . Minifterial grace ...
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... corrupted else , And therefore more obnoxious , at this hour Than Sodom in her day had pow'r to be , For whom God heard his Abr'am plead in vain . THE TASK . BOOK IV . ARGUMENT OF THE FOURTH I 2 BOOK III . 115 THE GARDEN .
... corrupted else , And therefore more obnoxious , at this hour Than Sodom in her day had pow'r to be , For whom God heard his Abr'am plead in vain . THE TASK . BOOK IV . ARGUMENT OF THE FOURTH I 2 BOOK III . 115 THE GARDEN .
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Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple, Esq. In Two Volumes. Vol. I-II. William Cowper Visualização integral - 1800 |
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againſt becauſe beneath beſt boaſt caufe cauſe cloſe courſe dæmons defign diftant dream earth eaſe Elfe elſe eſcape ev'n ev'ry facred fafe faft fame fcenes feed feek feel feem ferve fhade fhall fhine fhould fhow fide figh fight filent fince firft firſt fkies fleep flow'rs fome fong foon form'd foul ftand ftill ftream fuch fweet grace happineſs heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe itſelf John Gilpin juft juſt laft laſt leaft leaſt lefs leſs loft loſe meaſure mind miſchief moft moſt mufic muft muſt nature never o'er once pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe purpoſe reft reſt ſcene ſchools ſeems ſeen ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſmile ſpeak ſport ſpot ſpread ſtate ſtill ſuch ſweet tafte taſk thee thefe their's themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand truth uſe virtue wafte whofe whoſe wind wiſdom worth
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Página 327 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Página 40 - 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 earn'd.
Página 119 - 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...
Página 335 - Said Gilpin — So am I ! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
Página 40 - 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.
Página 41 - 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 34 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
Página 56 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own — Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design.
Página 189 - Are they not his by a peculiar right, And by an emphasis of interest his, Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy, Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love That plann'd, and built, and still upholds a world So...
Página 333 - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered 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...