The Poetical Works of William CowperHenry G. Bohn, 1854 |
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Strana v
... never to meet again . In consequence of this disappointment , and other circum- stances , he gave up his professional pursuits , and retired into the country , with a depression of spirits which continued at times to affect this amiable ...
... never to meet again . In consequence of this disappointment , and other circum- stances , he gave up his professional pursuits , and retired into the country , with a depression of spirits which continued at times to affect this amiable ...
Strana x
... never forsook me . The desirable crisis , I trust , is now nearly approaching . The dawn , the presage of returning day , is already arrived . He is again enabled to resume his pen , and some of the first fruits of his recovery are here ...
... never forsook me . The desirable crisis , I trust , is now nearly approaching . The dawn , the presage of returning day , is already arrived . He is again enabled to resume his pen , and some of the first fruits of his recovery are here ...
Strana 16
... never felt . Happy ! when we but seek to endure A little pain , then find a cure By double joy requited ; For friendship , like a severed bone , Improves and joins a stronger tone When aptly reunited . WRITTEN IN A QUARREL . ( THE ...
... never felt . Happy ! when we but seek to endure A little pain , then find a cure By double joy requited ; For friendship , like a severed bone , Improves and joins a stronger tone When aptly reunited . WRITTEN IN A QUARREL . ( THE ...
Strana 17
... Never ready to shoot till the covey is flown . Let her think what odd whimsies I have in my brain , When I read one page over and over again , And discover at last that I read it in vain . Let her say why so fix'd and so steady my look ...
... Never ready to shoot till the covey is flown . Let her think what odd whimsies I have in my brain , When I read one page over and over again , And discover at last that I read it in vain . Let her say why so fix'd and so steady my look ...
Strana 18
... never prove The glad excess of real love , They never prove the smart . O then my life , at last relent ! Though cruel the reproach I sent , My sorrow was unfeign'd : Your passion , had I loved you not , You might have scorn'd ...
... never prove The glad excess of real love , They never prove the smart . O then my life , at last relent ! Though cruel the reproach I sent , My sorrow was unfeign'd : Your passion , had I loved you not , You might have scorn'd ...
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ANTISTROPHE beams beneath bids blessing blest bliss boast Boötes bosom breast breath brow Cacus CALLIMACHUS Cant charms Cowper dark dear death deep delight divine dream Dryope dwell earth eyes fair faith Faunus fear feel fill'd fire flame folly form'd give glory grace grove hand happy hear heart heaven heavenly hope hour JEHOVAH-SHALOM JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH land light live Lord lyre mercy mind Muse never night nymphs o'er OLNEY HYMNS once pain Pallas Parnassian peace Phoebus Pine Apple pleasure Poems poet praise prayer pride prove reign rest sacred scene scorn seek shades shine shore sigh sight skies smile song sorrow soul sound stamp'd storm of passion stream sweet taste tears thee theme thine thou art thought Thracian Thyrsis tongue trembling truth Twas verse VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste Whate'er where'er WILLIAM COWPER word youth
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Strana 60 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, — They rise, but never set.
Strana 254 - He that holds fast the golden mean And lives contentedly between The little and the great Feels not the wants that pinch the poor Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door, Imbittering all his state.
Strana 256 - THERE is a bird, who by his coat, And by the hoarseness of his note, Might be supposed a crow; A great frequenter of the church, Where bishoplike he finds a perch, And dormitory too. Above the steeple shines a plate, That turns and turns, to indicate From what point blows the weather. Look up— your brains begin to swim, 'Tis in the clouds— that pleases him, He chooses it the rather.
Strana 72 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee.
Strana 136 - Toilsome and indigent) she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true A. truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew ; And in that charter reads with sparkling eyes Her title to a treasure in the skies.
Strana 58 - Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going, take Thee to their home.
Strana 38 - 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!
Strana 240 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
Strana 197 - Vociferated logic kills me quite, A noisy man is always in the right, I twirl my thumbs, fall back into my chair, Fix on the wainscot a distressful stare, And, when I hope his blunders are all out, Reply discreetly — To be sure — no doubt ! Dubius is such a scrupulous good man — Yes — you may catch him tripping, if you can.
Strana 120 - Tis granted, and no plainer truth appears, Our most important are our earliest years. The mind, impressible and soft, with ease Imbibes and copies what she hears and sees, And through life's labyrinth holds fast the clue That education gives her, false or true.