Poems: With a Biographical and Critical Introduction, Volum 2Milner and Sowerby, 1852 - 447 sider |
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... lost his father ; but this bereavement does not appear to have had any very serious depressing effect upon his mind . In 1762 , the offices of reading clerk and clerk of the private committees in the House of Lords were offered to him ...
... lost his father ; but this bereavement does not appear to have had any very serious depressing effect upon his mind . In 1762 , the offices of reading clerk and clerk of the private committees in the House of Lords were offered to him ...
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... Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse , Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I ...
... Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse , Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I ...
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... lost , In all that wars against that title most ; What follows next , let cities of great name , And regions long since desolate , proclaim , Nineveh , Babylon , and ancient Rome , Speak to the present times , and times to come ; They ...
... lost , In all that wars against that title most ; What follows next , let cities of great name , And regions long since desolate , proclaim , Nineveh , Babylon , and ancient Rome , Speak to the present times , and times to come ; They ...
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... lost their way ; And being always prim'd with politesse For men of their appearance and address , With much compassion undertakes the task , To tell them more than they have wit to ask ; Points to inscriptions wheresoe'er they tread ...
... lost their way ; And being always prim'd with politesse For men of their appearance and address , With much compassion undertakes the task , To tell them more than they have wit to ask ; Points to inscriptions wheresoe'er they tread ...
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... lost , Sees , far as human optics may command , A sleeping fog , and fancies it dry land : Spreads all his canvass , every sinew plies ; Pants for't , aims at it , enters it , and dies ! Then farewell all self - satisfying schemes , His ...
... lost , Sees , far as human optics may command , A sleeping fog , and fancies it dry land : Spreads all his canvass , every sinew plies ; Pants for't , aims at it , enters it , and dies ! Then farewell all self - satisfying schemes , His ...
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Æsop beauty beneath bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms delight design'd divine docet dread dream earth ease eyes fair fancy fear feel flowers flowers of Eden folly form'd frown fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope human John Gilpin labour land learn'd light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind mounted best muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never night nymphs o'er once palæstra peace perhaps pity pleas'd pleasure poet poet's praise pride proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound spleen stamp'd stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas vex'd VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wisely store worth youth
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Side 420 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, - My Mary ! But well thou play'dst the housewife's part; And all thy threads with magic art, Have wound themselves about this heart, My Mary...
Side 373 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise, — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Side 254 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Side 254 - And, intercepting in their silent fall The frequent flakes, has kept a path for me. No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half...
Side 324 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed 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 stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Side 367 - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods ; Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage, and full of grief.
Side 304 - 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.
Side 319 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came : for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more.
Side 251 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, Eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace.
Side 258 - Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.