The Poetical Works of William Cowper ...Little, Brown, 1859 |
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Side 130
... Jove himself , grown old , with young desire , Oft have I gazed on gem - surpassing eyes , Out - sparkling every star that gilds the skies : Necks whiter than the ivory arm bestow'd By Jove on Pelops , or the milky road ! Bright locks ...
... Jove himself , grown old , with young desire , Oft have I gazed on gem - surpassing eyes , Out - sparkling every star that gilds the skies : Necks whiter than the ivory arm bestow'd By Jove on Pelops , or the milky road ! Bright locks ...
Side 132
... Jove's command ! And so Eurybates , when he address'd To Peleus ' son , Atrides ' proud behest . Dread queen of sepulchres ! whose rigorous laws And watchful eyes run through the realms below , Oh , oft too adverse to Minerva's cause ...
... Jove's command ! And so Eurybates , when he address'd To Peleus ' son , Atrides ' proud behest . Dread queen of sepulchres ! whose rigorous laws And watchful eyes run through the realms below , Oh , oft too adverse to Minerva's cause ...
Side 141
... Jove , For , with the night , force , ambush , slaughter fly , And no gigantic guilt alarms the sky . Now , haply says some shepherd , while he views , Recumbent on a rock , the reddening dews , This night , this , surely , Phœbus miss ...
... Jove , For , with the night , force , ambush , slaughter fly , And no gigantic guilt alarms the sky . Now , haply says some shepherd , while he views , Recumbent on a rock , the reddening dews , This night , this , surely , Phœbus miss ...
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... Jove feels himself the season , sports again With his fair spouse , and banquets all his train . Now too the satyrs , in the dusk of eve , [ weave , Their mazy dance through flowery meadows And neither god nor goat , but both in kind ...
... Jove feels himself the season , sports again With his fair spouse , and banquets all his train . Now too the satyrs , in the dusk of eve , [ weave , Their mazy dance through flowery meadows And neither god nor goat , but both in kind ...
Side 147
... Jove's more youthful days , Who now the counsels of high heaven explore , Now shades that echo the Cerberean roar , Simply let these , like him of Samos , live , Let herbs to them a bloodless banquet give ; In beechen goblets let their ...
... Jove's more youthful days , Who now the counsels of high heaven explore , Now shades that echo the Cerberean roar , Simply let these , like him of Samos , live , Let herbs to them a bloodless banquet give ; In beechen goblets let their ...
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Side 34 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Side 30 - Have you no words ? Ah ! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oftener be, "Hear what the Lord has done for me.
Side 317 - Atlantic billows roared, When such a destined wretch as I, Washed headlong from on board, Of friends, of hope, of all bereft, His floating home for ever left.
Side 48 - SOMETIMES a light surprises The Christian while he sings ; It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings : When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining To cheer it after rain.
Side 2 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road, That leads me to the Lamb.
Side 318 - No poet wept him ; but the page Of narrative sincere That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear ; And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date : But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case. No voice divine the storm allayed, No light propitious shone, When, snatched from all effectual aid, We perished, each alone : But I beneath...
Side 34 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Side 31 - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Side 87 - To me remains nor place nor time ; My country is in every clime ; I can be calm, and free from care, On any shore, since God is there.
Side 35 - God in Israel sows the seeds Of affliction, pain, and toil ; These spring up and choke the weeds Which would else o'erspread the soil Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer ; Trials bring me to his feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.