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... wise - Justification of my censures -Divine illumination necessary to the most expert philoso- pher - The question , What is truth ? answered by other ques- tions - Domestic happiness addressed again - Few lovers of the country - My ...
... wise - Justification of my censures -Divine illumination necessary to the most expert philoso- pher - The question , What is truth ? answered by other ques- tions - Domestic happiness addressed again - Few lovers of the country - My ...
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... wise , And pregnant with discoveries new and rare . Some write a narrative of wars , and feats Of heroes little known ; and call the rant A history describe the man , of whom : His own coevals took but little note ; And paint B. III . 7 ...
... wise , And pregnant with discoveries new and rare . Some write a narrative of wars , and feats Of heroes little known ; and call the rant A history describe the man , of whom : His own coevals took but little note ; And paint B. III . 7 ...
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... wise and skilful as thou art , To cut the link of brotherhood , by which One common Maker bound me to the kind ? True ; I am no proficient , I confess , In arts like yours . I cannot call the swift And perilous lightnings from the angry ...
... wise and skilful as thou art , To cut the link of brotherhood , by which One common Maker bound me to the kind ? True ; I am no proficient , I confess , In arts like yours . I cannot call the swift And perilous lightnings from the angry ...
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... , though a silent , task . A life all turbulence and noise may seem To him that leads it wise , and to be praised ; But wisdom is a pearl with most success Sought in still water and beneath clear skies . He B. III . 15 THE GARDEN .
... , though a silent , task . A life all turbulence and noise may seem To him that leads it wise , and to be praised ; But wisdom is a pearl with most success Sought in still water and beneath clear skies . He B. III . 15 THE GARDEN .
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... wise precaution ; which a clime so rude Makes needful still , whose Spring is but the child Of churlish Winter , in her froward moods Discovering much the temper of her sire . For oft , as if in her the stream of mild Maternal nature ...
... wise precaution ; which a clime so rude Makes needful still , whose Spring is but the child Of churlish Winter , in her froward moods Discovering much the temper of her sire . For oft , as if in her the stream of mild Maternal nature ...
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The Life and Works of William Cowper: Now First Completed by the ... 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.