The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Zväzok 1W. Pickering, 1843 |
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Strana xi
... dear relative to lay him aside , for he thought such an author more likely to nourish my dis- order than to remove it . In this state of mind I continued near a twelvemonth ; when , having experienced the inefficacy of all human means ...
... dear relative to lay him aside , for he thought such an author more likely to nourish my dis- order than to remove it . In this state of mind I continued near a twelvemonth ; when , having experienced the inefficacy of all human means ...
Strana xiii
... dear companion of my voyage lost ! Nor ask why clouds of sorrow shade my brow ! And ready tears wait only leave to flow ! Why all that soothes a heart , from anguish free , All that delights the happy , palls with me ! ” His intimate ...
... dear companion of my voyage lost ! Nor ask why clouds of sorrow shade my brow ! And ready tears wait only leave to flow ! Why all that soothes a heart , from anguish free , All that delights the happy , palls with me ! ” His intimate ...
Strana xix
... dear Cousin , to be thankful to the gracious Providence , that con- ducted me to this place . The lady , in whose house I live , is so excellent a person , and regards me with a friendship so truly Christian , that I could almost fancy ...
... dear Cousin , to be thankful to the gracious Providence , that con- ducted me to this place . The lady , in whose house I live , is so excellent a person , and regards me with a friendship so truly Christian , that I could almost fancy ...
Strana xxiii
... DEAR COUSIN , " I HAVE not been behind hand in reproaching myself with neglect , but desire to take shame to myself for my unprofitableness in this , as well as in all other respects . I take the next immediate opportunity however of ...
... DEAR COUSIN , " I HAVE not been behind hand in reproaching myself with neglect , but desire to take shame to myself for my unprofitableness in this , as well as in all other respects . I take the next immediate opportunity however of ...
Strana xxiv
... dear Redeemer . I bless his good- ness and grace that I have any reason to hope I am a partaker with you in the desire after better things , than are to be found in a world polluted with sin , and therefore devoted to destruction . May ...
... dear Redeemer . I bless his good- ness and grace that I have any reason to hope I am a partaker with you in the desire after better things , than are to be found in a world polluted with sin , and therefore devoted to destruction . May ...
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beneath bids blest boast call'd charms Cowper dear delight divine dream e'en earth Eartham East Dereham eyes fancy fear feel fire folly form'd frown Gilpin give glory God's grace hand happy hast Hayley hear heart heaven Hertfordshire hope hour House of Lords Iliad John Gilpin JOHN MITFORD JOHN NEWTON labour land letter light live Lord lyre mankind Memoir mercy mind muse nature never Newton night o'er Olney once pain Parnassian peace pity pleasure POEMS poet poet's poor praise pride prove sacred scene scorn Scripture seem'd shine Sir Robert Austen skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine things thou thought tongue trifler truth Twas Unwin verse virtue waste Whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wisdom woes wonder zeal
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Strana 58 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store: Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light; She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding and no wit, Receives no praise; but though her lot be such, (Toilsome and indigent) she renders much; Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true — A truth the brilliant...
Strana 258 - 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 197 - 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 252 - 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 !
Strana 210 - BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose, The spectacles set them unhappily wrong ; The point in dispute was, as all the world knows, To which the said spectacles ought to belong. So...
Strana 210 - So when a child, as playful children use, Has burnt to tinder a stale last year's news, The flame extinct, he views the roving fire — There goes my Lady, and there goes the Squire, There goes the Parson, oh ! illustrious spark, And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the Clerk ! 234 REPORT OF AN ADJUDGED CASE, NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY OF THE BOOKS.
Strana 207 - 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.
Strana 245 - 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 254 - But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ; For why ? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
Strana xi - I was struck, not long after my settlement in the Temple, with such a dejection of spirits, as none but they who have felt the same, can have the least conception of. Day and night I was upon the rack, lying down in horror, and rising up in despair.^ I presently lost all relish for those studies to which I had before * Ashley Cowper, Esq.