The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Volum 2Benjamin Johnson, Jacob Johnson, and Robert Johnson, 1806 |
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Side 20
... Frowning , as if in his unconscious arm He held the thunder : but the monarch owes His firm stability to what he scorns , More fixt below , the more disturbed above . The law , by which all creatures else are bound , Binds man the lord ...
... Frowning , as if in his unconscious arm He held the thunder : but the monarch owes His firm stability to what he scorns , More fixt below , the more disturbed above . The law , by which all creatures else are bound , Binds man the lord ...
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... frown , And sullen sadness , that overshade , distort , And mar , the face of beauty , when no cause For such immeasurable woe appears , These Flora banishes , and gives the fair Sweet smiles , and bloom less transient than her own . It ...
... frown , And sullen sadness , that overshade , distort , And mar , the face of beauty , when no cause For such immeasurable woe appears , These Flora banishes , and gives the fair Sweet smiles , and bloom less transient than her own . It ...
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... frowning signals , and bespeak Displeasure in his breast , who smites the earth Or heals it , makes it languish or rejoice . And ' tis but seemly , that , where all deserve And stand exposed by common peccancy To what no few have felt ...
... frowning signals , and bespeak Displeasure in his breast , who smites the earth Or heals it , makes it languish or rejoice . And ' tis but seemly , that , where all deserve And stand exposed by common peccancy To what no few have felt ...
Side 39
... frown is felt . The rocks fall headlong , and the vallies rise , The rivers die into offensive pools , And , charged with putrid verdure , breathe a gross And mortal nuisance into all the air . What solid was , by transformation strange ...
... frown is felt . The rocks fall headlong , and the vallies rise , The rivers die into offensive pools , And , charged with putrid verdure , breathe a gross And mortal nuisance into all the air . What solid was , by transformation strange ...
Side 44
... Frown at effeminates , whose very looks Reflect dishonour on the land I love . How , in the name of soldiership and sense , Should England prosper , when such things , as smooth And tender as a girl , all essenced over With odours , and ...
... Frown at effeminates , whose very looks Reflect dishonour on the land I love . How , in the name of soldiership and sense , Should England prosper , when such things , as smooth And tender as a girl , all essenced over With odours , and ...
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Side 48 - Must stand acknowledged, while the world shall stand, The most important and effectual guard, Support, and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Side 51 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Side 37 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Side 78 - In the pure fountain of eternal love, Has eyes indeed ; and, viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives him his praise, and forfeits not her own.
Side 160 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, 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 —
Side 189 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs, Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Side 13 - Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods, or on the softer voice Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Side 12 - Stand, never overlook'd our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Side 103 - 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 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.