PoemsPhillips, Sampson, 1853 |
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... live , the courtly laureat pays His quit - rent ode , his peppercorn of praise ; 110 And inɩny a dunce , whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite : A subject's faults a subject may proclaim , A monarch's ...
... live , the courtly laureat pays His quit - rent ode , his peppercorn of praise ; 110 And inɩny a dunce , whose fingers itch to write , Adds , as he can , his tributary mite : A subject's faults a subject may proclaim , A monarch's ...
Strana 41
... live yet ; One sad epistle thence may cure mankind Of the plague spread by bundles left behind . ' Tis granted , and no plainer truth appears , Our most important are our earliest years ; The Mind , impressible and soft , with ease ...
... live yet ; One sad epistle thence may cure mankind Of the plague spread by bundles left behind . ' Tis granted , and no plainer truth appears , Our most important are our earliest years ; The Mind , impressible and soft , with ease ...
Strana 50
... live . Too many , shock'd at what should charm them most , Despise the plain direction , and are lost . 30 Heav'n on such terms ! ( they cry with proud disdain , ) Incredible , impossible , and vain ! — Rebel , because ' tis Casy to ...
... live . Too many , shock'd at what should charm them most , Despise the plain direction , and are lost . 30 Heav'n on such terms ! ( they cry with proud disdain , ) Incredible , impossible , and vain ! — Rebel , because ' tis Casy to ...
Strana 56
... live . " Tis done the raging storm is heard no more , 275 Mercy receives him on her peaceful shore ; And justice , guardian of the dread command , Drops the red vengeance from his willing hand . A soul redeem'd demands a life of praise ...
... live . " Tis done the raging storm is heard no more , 275 Mercy receives him on her peaceful shore ; And justice , guardian of the dread command , Drops the red vengeance from his willing hand . A soul redeem'd demands a life of praise ...
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... Live to no sober purpose , and contend That their Creator had no serious end . 130 When God and man stand opposite in view , Man's disappointment must of course ensue . The just Creator condescends to write , In beams of ...
... Live to no sober purpose , and contend That their Creator had no serious end . 130 When God and man stand opposite in view , Man's disappointment must of course ensue . The just Creator condescends to write , In beams of ...
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beauty beneath boast breast breath call'd cause charms Cowper daugh dear death delight design'd divine dread dream e'en earth Eartham ease East Dereham ev'ry eyes fair fame fancy fear feel flow'rs folly form'd give glory grace groves hand Happisburgh happy hast Hayley heart Heav'n honour hope human John Gilpin John Throckmorton labour lady Hesketh learn'd lyre magick mind mounted best muse musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never Newport Pagnel night nymphs o'er once pain pass'd peace perhaps pleas'd pleasure poem poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r proud prove publick rest sacred scene scorn seem'd shade shine shore sight skies smile song soon soul sound spirit stamp'd stream sweet taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil truth Twas Unwin verse VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth
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Strana 181 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Strana 237 - Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! 'Tis for a thousand pound...
Strana 239 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Strana 181 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 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!
Strana 112 - Toll for the brave ! Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought ; His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock.
Strana 251 - He loved them both, but both in vain, Nor him beheld, nor her again. Not long beneath the whelming brine, Expert to swim, he lay; Nor soon he felt his strength decline, Or courage die away: But waged with death a lasting strife, Supported by despair of life.
Strana 184 - O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me.
Strana 179 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more.
Strana 236 - He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which gall'd him in his seat. So, Fair and softly...
Strana 235 - For saddle-tree scarce reach'd had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, The wine is left behind!