PoemsPhillips, Sampson, 1853 |
Vyhľadávanie v obsahu knihy
Výsledky 1 - 5 z 98.
Strana
... Pow'r , peir . your ce the cru . ell , peir ce the cruell t ell the cru ell Calias Heart , tis the a lone , tis fh ... a lone my Sou adores , for her I beg for Her I beg for Her I beg your 4e Keen eft Dart . Let her no longer let her no ...
... Pow'r , peir . your ce the cru . ell , peir ce the cruell t ell the cru ell Calias Heart , tis the a lone , tis fh ... a lone my Sou adores , for her I beg for Her I beg for Her I beg your 4e Keen eft Dart . Let her no longer let her no ...
Strana 5
... pow'r They shew the of Thy pow'r They shew the f glory of Thy Kingdom And talk cres . glory of Thy King- dom and talk of Thy pow'r talk of Thy cres glo - ry of Thy Kingdom and talk of Thy pow'r talk of Thy eres glo - ry of Thy King ...
... pow'r They shew the of Thy pow'r They shew the f glory of Thy Kingdom And talk cres . glory of Thy King- dom and talk of Thy pow'r talk of Thy cres glo - ry of Thy Kingdom and talk of Thy pow'r talk of Thy eres glo - ry of Thy King ...
Strana 7
... pow'r , to receive glory , hon - our and pow'r , to re - ceive to re - ceive all glo- ry , honour and pow'r , and .. pow'r , I our and pow'r , 0 Our and pow'r , to re - ceive all glo - O our and pow'r , d Ө ry , O hon 8 to re - ceive ...
... pow'r , to receive glory , hon - our and pow'r , to re - ceive to re - ceive all glo- ry , honour and pow'r , and .. pow'r , I our and pow'r , 0 Our and pow'r , to re - ceive all glo - O our and pow'r , d Ө ry , O hon 8 to re - ceive ...
Strana 7
... Pow'r , sing un - to Thee and praise thy Pow'r , sing un - to Thee and praise thy Pow'r , Will un sing 4 to The un to Thee and praise , thy Pow'r , un - to Thee , and prais thy Powr and praise thy Powr . and praise thy Pow'r , thy Pow'r ...
... Pow'r , sing un - to Thee and praise thy Pow'r , sing un - to Thee and praise thy Pow'r , Will un sing 4 to The un to Thee and praise , thy Pow'r , un - to Thee , and prais thy Powr and praise thy Powr . and praise thy Pow'r , thy Pow'r ...
Strana 14
... pow'r in the blood , free from your passion and pride ? There's pow'r in the blood , whit - er , much whit - er , than snow ? There's pow'r in the blood , serv - ice for Jesus , your King ? There's pow'r in the blood , 64 pow'r in pow'r in ...
... pow'r in the blood , free from your passion and pride ? There's pow'r in the blood , whit - er , much whit - er , than snow ? There's pow'r in the blood , serv - ice for Jesus , your King ? There's pow'r in the blood , 64 pow'r in pow'r in ...
Obsah
195 | |
201 | |
208 | |
215 | |
221 | |
230 | |
232 | |
242 | |
7 | |
29 | |
52 | |
76 | |
98 | |
123 | |
151 | |
159 | |
167 | |
186 | |
191 | |
194 | |
200 | |
209 | |
216 | |
222 | |
22 | |
63 | |
74 | |
134 | |
141 | |
147 | |
153 | |
161 | |
171 | |
178 | |
187 | |
193 | |
203 | |
205 | |
209 | |
217 | |
223 | |
229 | |
231 | |
240 | |
247 | |
253 | |
260 | |
266 | |
268 | |
281 | |
294 | |
296 | |
309 | |
Iné vydania - Zobraziť všetky
Časté výrazy a frázy
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
Populárne pasáže
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!