Poems: With a Biographical and Critical Introduction, Volum 2Milner and Sowerby, 1852 - 447 sider |
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... in the poem which he wrote " On the receipt of my Mother's picture out of Norfolk , " wherein he alludes to his infantine days with heart - searching pleasure . In 1737-8 our poet was sent to a school of great celebrity in the vi MEMOIR OF.
... in the poem which he wrote " On the receipt of my Mother's picture out of Norfolk , " wherein he alludes to his infantine days with heart - searching pleasure . In 1737-8 our poet was sent to a school of great celebrity in the vi MEMOIR OF.
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... pleasure , and good pay When Freedom , wounded almost to despair , Though Discontent alone can find out where ; When themes like these employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a syren sung . Or tell me , if you can , what power ...
... pleasure , and good pay When Freedom , wounded almost to despair , Though Discontent alone can find out where ; When themes like these employ the poet's tongue , I hear as mute as if a syren sung . Or tell me , if you can , what power ...
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... pleasure sweeps along All , that should be the boast of British song . " Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , Christian race , Patterns of ev'ry ...
... pleasure sweeps along All , that should be the boast of British song . " Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , Christian race , Patterns of ev'ry ...
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... a curve , The mind , releas'd from too constrain❜d a nerve Flew to its first position with a spring , That made the vaulted roof of Pleasure ring . His court , the dissolute and hateful school Of Wantonness 34 TABLE TALK .
... a curve , The mind , releas'd from too constrain❜d a nerve Flew to its first position with a spring , That made the vaulted roof of Pleasure ring . His court , the dissolute and hateful school Of Wantonness 34 TABLE TALK .
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... Pleasure's painted face , Levied a tax of wonder and applause , E'en on the fools that trampled on their laws . But he ( his musical finesse was such , So nice his ear , so delicate his touch ) Made poetry a mere mechanic art ; And ev ...
... Pleasure's painted face , Levied a tax of wonder and applause , E'en on the fools that trampled on their laws . But he ( his musical finesse was such , So nice his ear , so delicate his touch ) Made poetry a mere mechanic art ; And ev ...
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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.