Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ...J. Johnson, 1795 |
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Side 8
... play of lungs , inhaling and again Respiring freely the fresh air , that makes Swift pace or steep afcent no toil to me , Mine have not pilfer'd yet ; nor yet impair'd My relish of fair profpect ; scenes that footh'd Or charm'd me young ...
... play of lungs , inhaling and again Respiring freely the fresh air , that makes Swift pace or steep afcent no toil to me , Mine have not pilfer'd yet ; nor yet impair'd My relish of fair profpect ; scenes that footh'd Or charm'd me young ...
Side 19
... Play wanton , ev'ry moment , ev'ry spot . And now , with nerves new - brac'd and spirits cheer'd , We tread the wilderness , whofe well - roll'd walks , With curvature of flow and easy sweep- Deception innocent - give ample space To ...
... Play wanton , ev'ry moment , ev'ry spot . And now , with nerves new - brac'd and spirits cheer'd , We tread the wilderness , whofe well - roll'd walks , With curvature of flow and easy sweep- Deception innocent - give ample space To ...
Side 25
... path they tread . The paralytic , who can hold her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand To deal and fhuffle , to divide and fort , Her mingled fuits and fequences ; and fits , Spectatress BOOK I. 25 THE SOFA .
... path they tread . The paralytic , who can hold her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand To deal and fhuffle , to divide and fort , Her mingled fuits and fequences ; and fits , Spectatress BOOK I. 25 THE SOFA .
Side 26
... plays . Others are dragg'd into the crowded room Between supporters ; and , once feated , fit , Through downright inability to rife , Till the ftout bearers lift the corpfe again . These speak a loud memento . Yet ev❜n thefe Themselves ...
... plays . Others are dragg'd into the crowded room Between supporters ; and , once feated , fit , Through downright inability to rife , Till the ftout bearers lift the corpfe again . These speak a loud memento . Yet ev❜n thefe Themselves ...
Side 67
... play tricks , will he indulge A filly fond conceit of his fair form , And just proportion , fashionable mien , And pretty face , in prefence of his God ? Or will be feek to dazzle me with tropes , As with the di'mond on his lily hand ...
... play tricks , will he indulge A filly fond conceit of his fair form , And just proportion , fashionable mien , And pretty face , in prefence of his God ? Or will be feek to dazzle me with tropes , As with the di'mond on his lily hand ...
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againſt aſks beneath beſt boaſt caufe cauſe cloſe courſe dæmons defign diftant dream earth eaſe elfe ev'n ev'ry facred fafe fair fame faſhion faſt fatire fecure feed feek feel feem feen fhade fhall fhines fhould fhow fide fight filent fince firſt fkies flaves fleep flow'r foft fome fong foon form'd foul fpirit ftill fuch fure fweet Gilpin grace happineſs heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe itſelf juft juſt laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs loft meaſure mind miſchief moft moſt mufic Muft muſt nature Nebaioth never o'er once paſs pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe purpoſe reft reſt rife ſcene ſchool ſeems ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſmile ſome ſpeak ſpot ſtate ſtill ſtream ſweet taſk taſte thee thefe their's themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand truth uſe virtue waſte whofe whoſe wifdom wind wiſdom wiſh worth
Populære avsnitt
Side 40 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
Side 371 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Side 229 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory slept.
Side 99 - Defend me therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up...
Side 270 - See Salem built, the labour of a God ! Bright as a sun the sacred city shines ; All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, . And endless her increase.
Side 17 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Side 137 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Side 375 - Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw.
Side 217 - And the resplendent rivers ; his to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel. But who with filial confidence inspired Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say — My Father made them all.
Side 233 - I again perceive The soothing influence of the wafted strains, And settle in soft musings as I tread The walk, still verdant, under oaks and elms, Whose outspread branches overarch the glade.