Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other poems. Translations from Vincent BourneBaldwin and Cradock, 1836 |
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Strana xx
... Bid adieu , my sad heart Written after leaving her at New Burns Page 21 21 23 24 25 • · 26 27 · 28 · · 30 31 33 Printed in On her endeavouring to conceal her Grief at Parting Hope , like the short lived ray All - worshipp'd Gold , thou ...
... Bid adieu , my sad heart Written after leaving her at New Burns Page 21 21 23 24 25 • · 26 27 · 28 · · 30 31 33 Printed in On her endeavouring to conceal her Grief at Parting Hope , like the short lived ray All - worshipp'd Gold , thou ...
Strana 24
... BID adieu , my sad heart , bid adieu to thy peace ! Thy pleasure is past , and thy sorrows increase ; See the shadows of evening how far they extend , And a long night is coming , that never may end ; For the sun is now set that enliven ...
... BID adieu , my sad heart , bid adieu to thy peace ! Thy pleasure is past , and thy sorrows increase ; See the shadows of evening how far they extend , And a long night is coming , that never may end ; For the sun is now set that enliven ...
Strana 33
... bid her heart the rising sigh forbear , And flush her orient cheek with brighter joy , In that dear breast soft sympathy to move , And touch the springs of rapture and of love . Ah me ! how long bewilder'd and astray , Lost and ...
... bid her heart the rising sigh forbear , And flush her orient cheek with brighter joy , In that dear breast soft sympathy to move , And touch the springs of rapture and of love . Ah me ! how long bewilder'd and astray , Lost and ...
Strana 48
... Sympathy . ' Tis nature bids , and whilst the laws Of nature we retain , Our self - approving bosom draws A pleasure from its pain . Thus grief itself has comforts dear , The sordid never 48 COWPER'S POems . The hidden Life.
... Sympathy . ' Tis nature bids , and whilst the laws Of nature we retain , Our self - approving bosom draws A pleasure from its pain . Thus grief itself has comforts dear , The sordid never 48 COWPER'S POems . The hidden Life.
Strana 49
... bids it flow . For when it streams from that pure source , No bribes the heart can win , To check , or alter from its course The luxury within . Peace to the phlegm of sullen elves , Who , if from labour eased , Extend no care beyond ...
... bids it flow . For when it streams from that pure source , No bribes the heart can win , To check , or alter from its course The luxury within . Peace to the phlegm of sullen elves , Who , if from labour eased , Extend no care beyond ...
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Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other ... William Cowper Úplné zobrazenie - 1836 |
Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other ... William Cowper Úplné zobrazenie - 1836 |
Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other ... William Cowper Úplné zobrazenie - 1836 |
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beams beneath bids bless'd blessing blest bliss boast bosom breast breath Canusium charms Cowper dear Delia delight despair divine dream earth eternal eyes face fair faith fancy fear feel fire flame fools form'd frown Gittite give glory grace hand happy hast hate hear heart Heaven heavenly hope hour Israel JEHOVAH-JIREH JEHOVAH-SHALOM JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH Jesus land light live Lord lyre mankind mercy mercy seat mind Muse never nymph o'er OLNEY HYMNS once pain Paradise Lost peace pity pleasure praise prayer pride prove rest sacred Saviour scene scorn seem'd shine sigh sight Sinuessa skies smile song sorrow soul sound Stamp'd Strange matters stream sweet sweet oblivion tears thee theme thine thou art thought thousand throne toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas vex'd VINCENT BOURNE virtue Whate'er where'er WILLIAM COWPER wisdom word wretch youth
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Strana 313 - 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. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Strana 83 - God, in Israel, sows the seeds Of affliction, pain, and toil ; These spring up and choke the weeds Which would else o'erspread the...
Strana 341 - Tis because resentment ties All the terrors of our tongues. Rome shall perish — write that word In the blood that she has spilt; Perish, hopeless and abhorr'd, Deep in ruin as in guilt.
Strana 67 - HARK, my soul ! it is the Lord ; "Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, " Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me...
Strana 51 - OH ! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, — A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3...
Strana 165 - Oh, how unlike the complex works of man, Heaven's easy, artless, unencumbered plan ! No meretricious graces to beguile, No clustering ornaments to clog the pile, From ostentation as from weakness free, It stands like the cerulean arch we see, Majestic in its own simplicity. Inscribed above the portal, from afar Conspicuous as the brightness of a star. Legible only by the light they give, Stand the soul-quickening words — BELIEVE AND LIVE.
Strana 82 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Strana 305 - a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper solitude is sweet.
Strana 86 - GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor...
Strana 301 - Tis easy to resign a toilsome place, But not to manage leisure with a grace : Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind- quite vacant is a mind distressed.