Beauties of Cowper: To which are Prefixed, a Life of the Author and Observations on His WritingsHolt and Hage, 1801 - 231 strán (strany) |
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Strana xxx
... spirit - which invariably distinguish the legitimate son of the Muses , the reader might be confidently referred to several passages of ' The Task ' ; - to the allusion to the storm of 1783 , to the subsequent reflection on Sicily ; to ...
... spirit - which invariably distinguish the legitimate son of the Muses , the reader might be confidently referred to several passages of ' The Task ' ; - to the allusion to the storm of 1783 , to the subsequent reflection on Sicily ; to ...
Strana 8
... spirit blest , Hophni and Phineas may describe the rest . Where shall a teacher look , in days like these , For ears and hearts that he can hope to please ? Look to the poor - the simple and the plain 8 BEAUTIES OF COWPER .
... spirit blest , Hophni and Phineas may describe the rest . Where shall a teacher look , in days like these , For ears and hearts that he can hope to please ? Look to the poor - the simple and the plain 8 BEAUTIES OF COWPER .
Strana 21
... spirit - His Who wore the platted thorns with bleeding brows- Rules universal nature . Not a flow'r But shows some touch , in freckle , streak , or stain , Of his unrivall'd pencil . He inspires Their balmy odours , and imparts their ...
... spirit - His Who wore the platted thorns with bleeding brows- Rules universal nature . Not a flow'r But shows some touch , in freckle , streak , or stain , Of his unrivall'd pencil . He inspires Their balmy odours , and imparts their ...
Strana 23
... spirit labours . There he fights , And there obtains fresh triumphs o'er himself , And never with'ring wreaths , compar'd with which The laurels that a Cæsar reaps are weeds . Perhaps the self - approving haughty world , That as she ...
... spirit labours . There he fights , And there obtains fresh triumphs o'er himself , And never with'ring wreaths , compar'd with which The laurels that a Cæsar reaps are weeds . Perhaps the self - approving haughty world , That as she ...
Strana 32
... spirit of the world is tir'd Of its own taunting question , ask'd so long , " Where is the promise of your Lord's approach ? " The infidel has shot his bolts away , Till , his exhausted quiver yielding none , He gleans the blunted ...
... spirit of the world is tir'd Of its own taunting question , ask'd so long , " Where is the promise of your Lord's approach ? " The infidel has shot his bolts away , Till , his exhausted quiver yielding none , He gleans the blunted ...
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beauty beneath Berkhamstead bids bird Blest bliss boast bow'rs breath bright cause charms Cowper dear delight distant divine dread dream earth ease Edmonton England ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy fast fear feel fill'd fire flow'r form'd fountain of eternal frown glory grace Greenland groves hand happy hast Hast thou heard heart heav'n honours hope hopes and fears John Gilpin Katterfelto kindled land learn'd LENOX LIBRARY Lord lost lov'd lyre mercy midnight hour mind muse musick nature ne'er Nebaioth never nose o'er Olney Omia once pass'd peace perhaps PETRONIUS pity pleas'd pleasure poem poet pow'r prais'd praise pray'rs rural scene seem'd shine sighs sight skies sleep smile soon sorrow soul sound sweet taste thee their's theme thine thou art thought toil truth Twas virtue wind woes youth
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Strana 53 - 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.
Strana 228 - 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." Said John, "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Strana 55 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Strana 165 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such? — It was. — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern.
Strana 12 - There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Strana 165 - 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. My Mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah that maternal smile...
Strana 168 - Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated...
Strana 228 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware. So turning to his horse, he said, I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Strana 15 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Strana 75 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.