The Life of William CowperT. Fisher Unwin, 1892 - 681 sider |
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... heart is stone That feels not at that sight , and feels at none . The wall on which we tried our graving skill , The very name we carved subsisting still ; The bench on which we sat while deep employed , Though mangled , hacked , and ...
... heart is stone That feels not at that sight , and feels at none . The wall on which we tried our graving skill , The very name we carved subsisting still ; The bench on which we sat while deep employed , Though mangled , hacked , and ...
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... hearts of all . " On the various incidents of school life that tickled his fancy , Cowper was wont to dwell with great unction . He would refer , for example , to the greasy head of Mr. Bourne , and relate how the Duke of Richmond ...
... hearts of all . " On the various incidents of school life that tickled his fancy , Cowper was wont to dwell with great unction . He would refer , for example , to the greasy head of Mr. Bourne , and relate how the Duke of Richmond ...
Side 54
... heart , bid adieu to thy peace ! ( Written at Berkhamsted . ) 15. Written after Leaving her at New Burns . ( Written at Berkham- sted . ) 16. R.S.S. ( Whatever that may mean . ) 17. Written in a Fit of Illness . R.S.S. 18. To Delia ...
... heart , bid adieu to thy peace ! ( Written at Berkhamsted . ) 15. Written after Leaving her at New Burns . ( Written at Berkham- sted . ) 16. R.S.S. ( Whatever that may mean . ) 17. Written in a Fit of Illness . R.S.S. 18. To Delia ...
Side 55
... heart he began also to lose his bashfulness , with the result that he found himself more at ease in company . " Nay , now and then could look quite gay , As other people do ; And sometimes said , or tried to say , A witty thing or two ...
... heart he began also to lose his bashfulness , with the result that he found himself more at ease in company . " Nay , now and then could look quite gay , As other people do ; And sometimes said , or tried to say , A witty thing or two ...
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... heart was at length softened , and my stubborn knees brought to bow ; I composed a set of prayers and made frequent use of them . Weak as my faith was , the Almighty , who will not break the bruised reed , nor quench the smoking flax ...
... heart was at length softened , and my stubborn knees brought to bow ; I composed a set of prayers and made frequent use of them . Weak as my faith was , the Almighty , who will not break the bruised reed , nor quench the smoking flax ...
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acquainted admire agreeable Albans amusement arrived beautiful Bodham brother Bull called church commenced conversation cousin Cowper says dear death delightful Eartham favour February garden gave Gayhurst give happy Hayley heard heart Hill Homer honour hope Huntingdon hymns Iliad John Cowper John Gilpin John Newton Johnson July June Lady Austen Lady Hesketh laudanum Lavendon letter lines live Lond London Lord Lord Dartmouth Madan Martin Madan melancholy mind morning Mundesley never Newport Pagnell observed occasion Olney Olney Hymns once pleasure poem poet poet's poor prayer present received referred Sam Roberts says Cowper seems sent Southampton spirits Teedon tells Theodora thing thou thought Throckmorton Thurlow told took town translation Unwin verse vicarage volume walk Weston Weston Underwood wife William Cowper writes written
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Side 413 - 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 111 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Side 349 - From many a twig the pendent drops of ice, That tinkle in the withered leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And learning wiser grow without his books.
Side 30 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Side 188 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Side 156 - 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.
Side 596 - 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 25 - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes...
Side 25 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Side 282 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropped upon his Bible was sincere : Assailed by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was, a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.