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... in truth she is , Heaven - born , and destined to the skies again . Thou art not known where Pleasure is adored , That reeling goddess with the zoneless waist And wandering eyes , still leaning on the arm Of 4 B. III . THE TASK .
... in truth she is , Heaven - born , and destined to the skies again . Thou art not known where Pleasure is adored , That reeling goddess with the zoneless waist And wandering eyes , still leaning on the arm Of 4 B. III . THE TASK .
Side 24
... heaven on earth ; with suns and moons Of close ramm'd stones has charged the encumber'd soil , And fairly laid the zodiac in the dust . He therefore , who would see his flowers disposed i Sightly and in just order , ere he gives The 24 ...
... heaven on earth ; with suns and moons Of close ramm'd stones has charged the encumber'd soil , And fairly laid the zodiac in the dust . He therefore , who would see his flowers disposed i Sightly and in just order , ere he gives The 24 ...
Side 29
... heaven He wanted , for a wealthier to enjoy ! And now perhaps the glorious hour is come When , having no stake left , no pledge to endear Her interests , or that gives her sacred cause A moment's operation on his love , He burns with ...
... heaven He wanted , for a wealthier to enjoy ! And now perhaps the glorious hour is come When , having no stake left , no pledge to endear Her interests , or that gives her sacred cause A moment's operation on his love , He burns with ...
Side 30
... Heaven's sweet mercy in his cup , Can dig , beg , rot , and perish , well content , So he may wrap himself in honest rags At his last gasp ; but could not for a world Fish up his dirty and dependent bread From pools and ditches of the ...
... Heaven's sweet mercy in his cup , Can dig , beg , rot , and perish , well content , So he may wrap himself in honest rags At his last gasp ; but could not for a world Fish up his dirty and dependent bread From pools and ditches of the ...
Side 31
... heaven He wanted , for a wealthier to enjoy ! And now perhaps the glorious hour is come When , having no stake left , no pledge to endear Her interests , or that gives her sacred cause A moment's operation on his love , He burns with ...
... heaven He wanted , for a wealthier to enjoy ! And now perhaps the glorious hour is come When , having no stake left , no pledge to endear Her interests , or that gives her sacred cause A moment's operation on his love , He burns with ...
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The Life and Works of William Cowper: Now First Completed by the ... William Cowper Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1835 |
The Life and Works of William Cowper: Now First Completed by the ..., Volum 7 William Cowper Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1835 |
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Side 142 - And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! Tis for a thousand pound...
Side 146 - The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein. But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Side 125 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Side 83 - One song employs all nations, and all cry, ' Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us ! ' The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy : Till nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Side 163 - Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss, Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers — Yes.
Side 125 - 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 163 - All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age, Adds joy to duty, makes me glad to pay Such honours to thee as my numbers may...
Side 140 - He grasp'd the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more.
Side 163 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Side 163 - The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed To pardon or to bear it.