Poems, Volum 2E. Lincoln, 1802 |
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Side 30
... hate , Mean self attachment , and scarce aught beside . Thus fare the shiv'ring natives of the north , And thus the rangers of the western world , Where it advances far into the deep , Towards th ' antarctic . Ev'n the favour'd isles ...
... hate , Mean self attachment , and scarce aught beside . Thus fare the shiv'ring natives of the north , And thus the rangers of the western world , Where it advances far into the deep , Towards th ' antarctic . Ev'n the favour'd isles ...
Side 59
... hates their coming . They ( what can they less ? ) Make just reprisals ; and , with cringe and shrug , And bow obsequious , hide their hate of her . All catch the frenzy , downward from her grace , Whose flambeaux flash against the ...
... hates their coming . They ( what can they less ? ) Make just reprisals ; and , with cringe and shrug , And bow obsequious , hide their hate of her . All catch the frenzy , downward from her grace , Whose flambeaux flash against the ...
Side 69
... hating change , And , finding , in the calm of truth - tried love , Joys that her stormy raptures never yield , Forsaking thee , what shipwreck have we made Of honour , dignity , and fair renown ! Till prostitution elbows us aside In ...
... hating change , And , finding , in the calm of truth - tried love , Joys that her stormy raptures never yield , Forsaking thee , what shipwreck have we made Of honour , dignity , and fair renown ! Till prostitution elbows us aside In ...
Side 70
... hatred ever wrong'd her yet ) May claim this merit still - that she admits The worth of what she mimics with such care , And thus gives virtue indirect applause ; But she has burnt her mask , not needed here , Where vice has such ...
... hatred ever wrong'd her yet ) May claim this merit still - that she admits The worth of what she mimics with such care , And thus gives virtue indirect applause ; But she has burnt her mask , not needed here , Where vice has such ...
Side 89
... a gay festoon And fragrant chaplet , recompensing well The strength they borrow with the grace they lend . All hate the rank society of weeds , Noisome , and ever greedy to exhaust Th ' impoverish'd H 2 BOOK III . 89 THE GARDEN .
... a gay festoon And fragrant chaplet , recompensing well The strength they borrow with the grace they lend . All hate the rank society of weeds , Noisome , and ever greedy to exhaust Th ' impoverish'd H 2 BOOK III . 89 THE GARDEN .
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beauty beneath betimes blood boast breath call'd cause charms creature dear death delight divine dread dream earth ease ev'n ev'ry fair faith fancy fear feed feel flow'r folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruit give glory grace grave hand happy hate hear heart heav'n heav'nly honour hopes and fears human Israel JEHOVAH JESUS king labour learn'd less liberty light live LORD lyre mercy Mighty winds mind nature nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps pity pleas'd pleasure plebeian poor pow'r praise pray'r proud rapture rest rise sacred Saviour scene seek seem'd shine sight skies slaves sleep sloth smile song soon soul sound spirit storm stream sweet task taste taught thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas virtue voice WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise worth youth
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Side 37 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Side 34 - Deep in unfathomable mines Of never- failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Side 61 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Side 100 - Cataracts of declamation thunder here ; There forests of no meaning spread the page, In which all comprehension wanders lost ; While fields of pleasantry amuse us there With merry descants on a nation's woes. The rest appears a wilderness of strange But gay confusion ; roses for the cheeks, And lilies for the brows of faded age, Teeth for the toothless, ringlets for the bald...
Side 178 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Side 151 - 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.
Side 32 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Side 98 - 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,...
Side 50 - I venerate the man, whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
Side 153 - Acquaint thyself with God, if thou wouldst taste His works. Admitted once to his embrace, Thou shalt perceive that thou wast blind before : Thine eye shall be instructed ; and thine heart Made pure shall relish, with divine delight Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought.