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ANNO DOMINI Aspasio beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms death delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en earth ease fair fame fancy farewell flight fear feed feel fieldfare flower folly form'd friendship glory grace grave hand happy happy prisoners hast heard heart Heaven honour hope infant sorrows John Throckmorton labour learn'd less life's live lost lyre mind mischief moons saw mounted best Muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never numbers o'er once pass'd peace perhaps play pleasure plebeian praise prize proud prove rest scene schools seek seem'd shade shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound Stamp'd street's end sweet task taste taste Of evils thee theme thine thou art thought toil truth virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER winds winter wisdom wise wisely store wonder worth youth
Strana 249 - I would not trust my heart ; — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. — But no : — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
Strana 249 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay,— So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore " Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar," And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Strana 148 - There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes. He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own.
Strana 147 - And for a time ensure, to his loved land The sweets of liberty and equal laws ; But martyrs struggle for a brighter prize, And win it with more pain. Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
Strana 184 - One song employs all nations; and all cry, * Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !* The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain-tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Strana 182 - Whose fire was kindled at the prophet's lamp, The time of rest, the promised Sabbath, comes. Six thousand years of sorrow have well nigh FulfilTd their tardy and disastrous course Over a sinful world ; and what remains Of this tempestuous state of human things Is merely as the working of a sea Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest...
Strana 93 - And having dropped the expected bag — pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, Cold and yet cheerful : messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some, To him indifferent whether grief or joy. Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks, Births, deaths, and marriages, epistles wet With tears that trickled down the writer's cheeks Fast as the periods from his fluent quill, Or charged with amorous sighs of absent swains, Or nymphs responsive, equally affect His horse and him,...
Strana 242 - 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, Arm'd 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.
Strana 34 - Happy the man, who sees a God employ'd In all the good and ill, that checker life! Resolving all events, with their effects And manifold results, into the will And arbitration wise of the Supreme. Did not his eye rule all things, and intend The least of our concerns (since from the least The greatest oft originate); could chance Find place in his dominion, or dispose One lawless particle to thwart his plan; Then God might be surpris'd, and unforeseen Contingence might alarm him, and disturb The smooth...