Poems, Zväzok 1R. & W. A. Bartow, J. Robinson, printer, 1818 |
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Strana 1
... Justice draws , And will prevail or perish in her cause . ' Tis to the virtues of such men , man owes His portion in the good that , Heav'n bestows . 2 And when recording History displays Feats of renown , though TABLE TALK.
... Justice draws , And will prevail or perish in her cause . ' Tis to the virtues of such men , man owes His portion in the good that , Heav'n bestows . 2 And when recording History displays Feats of renown , though TABLE TALK.
Strana 14
... Heav'n be still Accessible , and pray'r prevail , she will . ' Tis not , however , insolence and noise , The tempest of tumultuary joys , Nor is it yet despondence and dismay Will win her visits , or engage her stay ; Pray'r only , and ...
... Heav'n be still Accessible , and pray'r prevail , she will . ' Tis not , however , insolence and noise , The tempest of tumultuary joys , Nor is it yet despondence and dismay Will win her visits , or engage her stay ; Pray'r only , and ...
Strana 16
... Heav'n roars above ; But nothing scares them from the course they love . To the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolick it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulph , from which is no ...
... Heav'n roars above ; But nothing scares them from the course they love . To the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolick it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulph , from which is no ...
Strana 23
... Heav'n , that never die ; A soul exalted above Earth , a mind Skill'd in the characters that form mankind ; And , as the Sun in rising beauty drest , Looks to the westward from the dappled east , And marks , whatever clouds may ...
... Heav'n , that never die ; A soul exalted above Earth , a mind Skill'd in the characters that form mankind ; And , as the Sun in rising beauty drest , Looks to the westward from the dappled east , And marks , whatever clouds may ...
Strana 24
... Heav'n , assume the lyre And tell the world , still kindling as he sung , With more than mortal musick on his tongue , That He , who died below , and reigns above , Inspires the song , and that his name is Love . For , after all , if ...
... Heav'n , assume the lyre And tell the world , still kindling as he sung , With more than mortal musick on his tongue , That He , who died below , and reigns above , Inspires the song , and that his name is Love . For , after all , if ...
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beams beneath bids blest bliss boast breast call'd charms courser deeds delight design'd divine docet dream e'en earth Edmonton errour ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hand happy hast hear heart Heav'n heav'nly hope hour INNER TEMPLE int'rest JOHN GILPIN joys land light lov'd lust lyre magick mankind mercy mind muse musick Nature never night nymph o'er once opticks pain peace pharisee pity pleasure poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r pride proud prove publick rais'd Rome sacred scene scorn scorn'd Scripture seem'd shine sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE Virg virtue waste Whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wisdom wrath zeal
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Strana 276 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children scream'd, Up flew the windows all, And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl.
Strana 273 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Strana 187 - I praise the Frenchman,* his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper— solitude is sweet.
Strana 199 - Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair.
Strana 274 - That's well said ; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnished with our own, Which is both bright and clear. John Gilpin kissed his loving wife ; O'erjoyed was he to find, That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was...
Strana 276 - Fair and softly." John he cried ; But John he cried in vain: That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Strana 198 - 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 ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Strana 279 - 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 237 - Still in thought as free as ever, What are England's rights, (I ask;) Me from my delights to sever, Me to torture, me to task ? Fleecy locks and black complexion, Cannot forfeit Nature's claim ; Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
Strana 282 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town ; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...