The Works of William Cowper, Zväzok 5H. G. Bohn, 1854 |
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Strana xxvi
... virtue for her sake remove And lift you from the crowd ? Would you the race of glory run , Know , the devout and they alone , Are equal to the task : The labours of the illustrious course Far other than the 2 COWPER'S POEMS .
... virtue for her sake remove And lift you from the crowd ? Would you the race of glory run , Know , the devout and they alone , Are equal to the task : The labours of the illustrious course Far other than the 2 COWPER'S POEMS .
Strana xxvi
... virtues heave , Oh , with what matchless speed , they leave The multitude behind ! Then ask ye , from what cause on earth Virtues like these derive their birth ? Deriv'd from Heaven alone , Full on that favour'd breast they shine ...
... virtues heave , Oh , with what matchless speed , they leave The multitude behind ! Then ask ye , from what cause on earth Virtues like these derive their birth ? Deriv'd from Heaven alone , Full on that favour'd breast they shine ...
Strana 23
... virtue when possess'd ; without , our bane . If in my bosom unperceived there lurk The deep - sown seeds of avarice or ambition , Blame me , ye great ones , ( for I scorn your censure , ) But let the generous and the good commend me ...
... virtue when possess'd ; without , our bane . If in my bosom unperceived there lurk The deep - sown seeds of avarice or ambition , Blame me , ye great ones , ( for I scorn your censure , ) But let the generous and the good commend me ...
Strana 24
... virtue , without which nor wealth Nor Delia can avail to make me bless'd . WRITTEN IN A FIT OF ILLNESS . R. S. S. IN these sad hours , a prey to ceaseless pain , While feverish pulses leap in every vein , When each faint breath the last ...
... virtue , without which nor wealth Nor Delia can avail to make me bless'd . WRITTEN IN A FIT OF ILLNESS . R. S. S. IN these sad hours , a prey to ceaseless pain , While feverish pulses leap in every vein , When each faint breath the last ...
Strana 25
... virtue to deserve them all . Yet vain , alas ! that idle hope would be That builds on happiness remote from thee . Oh ! may thy charms , whate'er our fate decrees , Please , as they must , but let them only please— Not like the sun with ...
... virtue to deserve them all . Yet vain , alas ! that idle hope would be That builds on happiness remote from thee . Oh ! may thy charms , whate'er our fate decrees , Please , as they must , but let them only please— Not like the sun with ...
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The Works of William Cowper, Esq: Comprising His Poems ..., Zväzok 5 William Cowper,Robert Southey Úplné zobrazenie - 1835 |
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Strana 62 - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age — It gives, but borrows none.
Strana 242 - 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 253 - Had cheer'd the village with his song, Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground A something shining in the dark, And knew the glow-worm by his spark ; So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent:— Did you admire my lamp...
Strana 53 - HARK, my soul ; it is the Lord ; "Tis thy Saviour; hear his word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me...
Strana 40 - 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 ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3...
Strana 78 - The Lord of all the vast domain Has promised it to me ; The length and breadth of all the plain As far as faith can see How glorious is my privilege!
Strana 263 - The kindest and the happiest p"air Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
Strana 129 - Oh, how unlike the complex works of man, Heaven's easy, artless, unencumbered plan ! No meretricious graces to beguile, No clustering ornaments to clog the pile, From ostentation as from weakness free, It stands like the cerulean arch we see, Majestic in its own simplicity. Inscribed above the portal, from afar Conspicuous as the brightness of a star. Legible only by the light they give, Stand the soul-quickening words — BELIEVE AND LIVE.
Strana 66 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Strana 68 - GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor...