The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volumen2William Pickering, 1830 |
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... song . Time was , when clothing sumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our sires had none . As yet black breeches were not ; satin smooth , Or velvet soft , or plush with shaggy pile : The hardy chief upon the rugged rock ...
... song . Time was , when clothing sumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our sires had none . As yet black breeches were not ; satin smooth , Or velvet soft , or plush with shaggy pile : The hardy chief upon the rugged rock ...
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... song , No smartness in the jest ; and wonders why . Yet thousands still desire to journey on , Though halt , and weary of the path they tread . The paralytic , who can hold her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand To ...
... song , No smartness in the jest ; and wonders why . Yet thousands still desire to journey on , Though halt , and weary of the path they tread . The paralytic , who can hold her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand To ...
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William Cowper. The peasant too , a witness of his song , Himself a songster , is as gay as he . But save me from the gaiety of those Whose headachs nail them to a noonday bed ; And save me too from theirs whose haggard eyes Flash ...
William Cowper. The peasant too , a witness of his song , Himself a songster , is as gay as he . But save me from the gaiety of those Whose headachs nail them to a noonday bed ; And save me too from theirs whose haggard eyes Flash ...
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... songs confound Our more harmonious notes : the thrush departs Scared , and the offended nightingale is mute . There is a public mischief in your mirth ; It plagues your country . Folly such as yours , Graced with a sword , and worthier ...
... songs confound Our more harmonious notes : the thrush departs Scared , and the offended nightingale is mute . There is a public mischief in your mirth ; It plagues your country . Folly such as yours , Graced with a sword , and worthier ...
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... song . Fastidious , or else listless , or perhaps Aware of nothing arduous in a task They never undertook , they little note His dangers or escapes , and haply find Their least amusement where he found the most . But is amusement all ...
... song . Fastidious , or else listless , or perhaps Aware of nothing arduous in a task They never undertook , they little note His dangers or escapes , and haply find Their least amusement where he found the most . But is amusement all ...
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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.