Poems, by William Cowper, Esq: Together with His Posthumous Poetry, and a Sketch of His Life by John Johnson, Volumen2E. Littlefield, 1841 |
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... fruits of earth , regales the sense With luxury of unexpected sweets . 520 525 530 There often wanders one , whom better days Saw better clad , in cloak of satin trimm'd With lace , and hat with splendid riband bound , A serving maid ...
... fruits of earth , regales the sense With luxury of unexpected sweets . 520 525 530 There often wanders one , whom better days Saw better clad , in cloak of satin trimm'd With lace , and hat with splendid riband bound , A serving maid ...
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... fruits by radiant truth matur'd . War and the chase engross the savage whole ; War follow'd for revenge or to supplant The envied tenants of some happier spot : 590 596 600 605 610 The chase for sustenance , precarious trust His hard ...
... fruits by radiant truth matur'd . War and the chase engross the savage whole ; War follow'd for revenge or to supplant The envied tenants of some happier spot : 590 596 600 605 610 The chase for sustenance , precarious trust His hard ...
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... fruits than yours . But though true worth and virtue in the mild And genial soil of cultivated life 655 660 665 670 675 Thrive most , and may perhaps thrive only there , 680 Yet not in cities oft : in proud , and gay , And gain ...
... fruits than yours . But though true worth and virtue in the mild And genial soil of cultivated life 655 660 665 670 675 Thrive most , and may perhaps thrive only there , 680 Yet not in cities oft : in proud , and gay , And gain ...
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... fruits abroad , Her sweetest flow'rs , her aromatick gums , Disclosing Paradise where'er he treads ? She quakes at his approach . Her hollow womb , Conceiving thunders , through a thousand deeps And fiery caverns roars beneath his foot ...
... fruits abroad , Her sweetest flow'rs , her aromatick gums , Disclosing Paradise where'er he treads ? She quakes at his approach . Her hollow womb , Conceiving thunders , through a thousand deeps And fiery caverns roars beneath his foot ...
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... fruit in other days On all her branches : piety has found 255 Friends in the friends of science , and true pray'r 250 Has flow'd from lips wet with Castalian dews . Such was thy wisdom , Newton , childlike sage ! Sagacious reader of the ...
... fruit in other days On all her branches : piety has found 255 Friends in the friends of science , and true pray'r 250 Has flow'd from lips wet with Castalian dews . Such was thy wisdom , Newton , childlike sage ! Sagacious reader of the ...
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beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charms death delight design'd dicebox distant divine domestick dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fame fancy fear feed feel fieldfare flow'r folly form'd fruit give glory grace grave Guelder Rose hand happy hast heard heart Heav'n honour human John Throckmorton JOSEPH HILL king labour learn'd less liberty liv'd live lost lov'd lyre magick man-The mind mounted best musick Nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasures plebeian pow'r praise proud prove publick rest sacred scene schools seek seem'd sensual World shine skies sleep smile song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet sweet oblivion task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas vex'd virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wisely store worth youth
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Página 30 - 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 30 - 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 77 - 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 183 - 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 125 - The night was winter in his roughest mood; The morning sharp and clear. But now at noon Upon the southern side of the slant hills, And where the woods fence off the northern blast, The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below.
Página 129 - The Lord of all, himself through all diffused, Sustains, and is the life of all that lives. Nature is but a name for an effect, Whose cause is God.
Página 12 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore, And lull the spirit while they fill the mind; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast, And all their leaves fast flutt'ring, all at once.
Página 144 - 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 29 - 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 125 - The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half suppress'd ; Pleas'd with his solitude, and flitting light From spray to spray, where'er he rests he shakes From many a twig the pendent drops of ice, That tinkle in the wither'd leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence.