The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volumen2William Pickering, 1830 |
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... dreams of fancy , tranquil and secure . Vain thought ! the dweller in that still retreat Dearly obtains the refuge it affords . Its elevated site forbids the wretch To drink sweet waters of the crystal well ; He dips his bowl into the ...
... dreams of fancy , tranquil and secure . Vain thought ! the dweller in that still retreat Dearly obtains the refuge it affords . Its elevated site forbids the wretch To drink sweet waters of the crystal well ; He dips his bowl into the ...
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... dream of transports she was not to know . She heard the doleful tidings of his death- And never smiled again ! and now she roams The dreary waste ; there spends the livelong day , And there , unless when charity forbids , The livelong ...
... dream of transports she was not to know . She heard the doleful tidings of his death- And never smiled again ! and now she roams The dreary waste ; there spends the livelong day , And there , unless when charity forbids , The livelong ...
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... dream is past ; and thou hast found again Thy cocoas and bananas , palms and yams , And homestall thatch'd with leaves . But hast thou found Their former charms ? And , having seen our state , Our palaces , our ladies , and our pomp Of ...
... dream is past ; and thou hast found again Thy cocoas and bananas , palms and yams , And homestall thatch'd with leaves . But hast thou found Their former charms ? And , having seen our state , Our palaces , our ladies , and our pomp Of ...
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... cabin , well prepared To dream all night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Disinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not THE SOFA . 25.
... cabin , well prepared To dream all night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Disinterested good , is not our trade . We travel far , ' tis true , but not THE SOFA . 25.
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... dreams Illusive of philosophy , so call'd , But falsely . Sages after sages strove In vain to filter off a crystal draught Pure from the lees , which often more enhanced The thirst than slaked it , and not seldom bred Intoxication and ...
... dreams Illusive of philosophy , so call'd , But falsely . Sages after sages strove In vain to filter off a crystal draught Pure from the lees , which often more enhanced The thirst than slaked it , and not seldom bred Intoxication and ...
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Página 254 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession! but the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
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 255 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, 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 77 - How various his employments, whom the world Calls idle ; and who justly in return Esteems that busy world an idler too ! • Friends, books, a garden, and perhaps his pen, Delightful industry...
Página 34 - We have no slaves at home : — Then why abroad ? And they themselves once ferried o'er the wave That parts us are emancipate and loosed. 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 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 213 - Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot, As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...
Página 164 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men ; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge, a rude, unprofitable mass, (The mere materials with which Wisdom builds) Till smoothed, and squared, and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud, that he has learned so much ; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Página 247 - Other Romans shall arise Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize, Harmony the path to fame. Then...
Página 98 - 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.