Table talk, Truth, Expostulation, Hope, Charity, and other poems, Vydanie 352 |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 35.
Strana 2
... hour , And death's own scythe , would better speak his pow'r ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's shoulder - knot and gay cockade , Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress , The same their occupation and ...
... hour , And death's own scythe , would better speak his pow'r ; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's shoulder - knot and gay cockade , Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress , The same their occupation and ...
Strana 10
... hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own , Subserviency his praise , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nations hunt ; all mark thee for a prey , They swarm around ...
... hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own , Subserviency his praise , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nations hunt ; all mark thee for a prey , They swarm around ...
Strana 11
... hour already come , And a complete recov'ry struck him dumb . But that effeminacy , folly , lust , Enervate and enfeeble , and needs must , And that a nation shamefully debased , Will be despised and trampled on at last , Unless sweet ...
... hour already come , And a complete recov'ry struck him dumb . But that effeminacy , folly , lust , Enervate and enfeeble , and needs must , And that a nation shamefully debased , Will be despised and trampled on at last , Unless sweet ...
Strana 18
... . Contemporaries all surpass'd , see one , Short his career , indeed , but ably run . Churchill , himself unconscious of his pow'rs , In penury consumed his idle hours , And , like a scatter'd seed at random sown , 18 COWPER .
... . Contemporaries all surpass'd , see one , Short his career , indeed , but ably run . Churchill , himself unconscious of his pow'rs , In penury consumed his idle hours , And , like a scatter'd seed at random sown , 18 COWPER .
Strana 23
... hour ; Long ere the charioteer of day had run His morning course , th ' enchantment was begun , And he shall gild yon mountain's height again , Ere yet the pleasing toil becomes a pain . Is this the rugged path , the steep ascent That ...
... hour ; Long ere the charioteer of day had run His morning course , th ' enchantment was begun , And he shall gild yon mountain's height again , Ere yet the pleasing toil becomes a pain . Is this the rugged path , the steep ascent That ...
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Table talk, Truth, Expostulation, Hope, Charity, and other poems William Cowper Úplné zobrazenie - 1872 |
Časté výrazy a frázy
arms beneath bids cause charms close course dark delight divine dream earth ease ev'ry eyes face fair fall fancy fear feel field fire force give glory grace ground half hand happiness hast head hear heard heart Heav'n hope hour human kind land laws least less light live look lost mean meet mind muse nature never night o'er once pain peace perhaps plain play pleasure poor pow'r praise pride prove race rest scene seems seen sense serve shine side sight skies smile song soon soul sound speak stand sure sweet teach tell thee theme thine things thou thought thousand tongue true truth turn virtue waste wisdom wrong youth
Populárne pasáže
Strana 181 - Stop thief! stop thief !-a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that pass'd 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 stopp'd till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Strana 174 - 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 180 - And thus unto the youth she said That drove them to the Bell, "This shall be yours when you bring back My husband safe and well." The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein. • But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Strana 179 - Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ! And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : I came because your horse would come ; And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, They are upon the road.
Strana 180 - Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear; Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before.
Strana 196 - I pray you don't go ! Besides the man's poor, his orchard's his bread : Then think of his children, for they must be fed." "You speak very fine, and you look very grave, But apples we want, and apples we'll have ; If you will go with us, you shall have a share, If not, you shall have neither apple nor pear.
Strana 184 - 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. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Strana 176 - He grasp'd the mane with both his hands And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more.
Strana 50 - That field of promise, how it flings abroad Its odour o'er the Christian's thorny road ! The soul, reposing on assured relief, Feels herself happy amidst all her grief, Forgets her labour as she toils along, Weeps tears of joy, and bursts into a song.
Strana 172 - Other Romans shall arise, Heedless of a soldier's name ; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize. Harmony the path to fame. Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings Shall a wider world command. Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.