Cowper: The task, with Tirocinium, and selections from the minor poems, A.D. 1784-1799Clarendon Press, 1874 |
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... appears to have found in Cowper less reciprocity of sentiment than she expected , and the latter wrote thus to Unwin , ' She expressed a sort of romantic idea of our merits , and built such expectations of felicity upon our friendship ...
... appears to have found in Cowper less reciprocity of sentiment than she expected , and the latter wrote thus to Unwin , ' She expressed a sort of romantic idea of our merits , and built such expectations of felicity upon our friendship ...
Side 15
... appear below , such as he left Far distant , such as he would die to find- He seeks them headlong , and is seen no ... appears , These Flora banishes , and gives the fair 460 Sweet smiles , and bloom less transient than her own . It is ...
... appear below , such as he left Far distant , such as he would die to find- He seeks them headlong , and is seen no ... appears , These Flora banishes , and gives the fair 460 Sweet smiles , and bloom less transient than her own . It is ...
Side 65
... appears A flowery island , from the dark green lawn Emerging , must be deemed a labour due 625 630 Here also grateful mixture of well matched And sorted hues ( each giving each relief , And by contrasted beauty shining more ) 635 Is ...
... appears A flowery island , from the dark green lawn Emerging , must be deemed a labour due 625 630 Here also grateful mixture of well matched And sorted hues ( each giving each relief , And by contrasted beauty shining more ) 635 Is ...
Side 68
... appears ! Down falls the venerable pile , the abode Of our forefathers - a grave , whiskered race , But tasteless . Springs a palace in its stead , But in a distant spot , where , more exposed , It may enjoy the advantage of the north ...
... appears ! Down falls the venerable pile , the abode Of our forefathers - a grave , whiskered race , But tasteless . Springs a palace in its stead , But in a distant spot , where , more exposed , It may enjoy the advantage of the north ...
Side 73
... appears a wilderness of strange 73 33555 60 65 70 75 But gay confusion ; roses for the cheeks And lilies for the brows of faded age , 80 Teeth for the toothless , ringlets for the bald , Heaven , earth , and ocean , plundered of their ...
... appears a wilderness of strange 73 33555 60 65 70 75 But gay confusion ; roses for the cheeks And lilies for the brows of faded age , 80 Teeth for the toothless , ringlets for the bald , Heaven , earth , and ocean , plundered of their ...
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Cowper: The task, with Tirocinium, and selections from the minor poems, A.D ... William Cowper Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1875 |
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beneath boast Bodham Bonnell Thornton breath called cause charms Clifton Reynes Cowper death delight died divine dream earth ease East Dereham Emberton fair fame Fancy fear feel flowers folly frown give glory grace hackney hand happy hast Hayley heard heart Heaven honour John Gilpin king labour Lady Austen Lady Hesketh less live lost Matthew Green Middle Temple mind Nature Nature's Nebaioth never Newton nymphs o'er Olney Olney Hymns once Ormus peace perhaps pleasure poem Poet Poet's praise proud scene sedans seek seems shine slaves smile smooth Sofa song soon sound spirit sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art Throckmorton toil truth Unwin verse virtue Westminster School Weston Weston Underwood William Cowper wind winter wisdom wish wonder worth wrote ΙΟ
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Side 73 - 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 26 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
Side 201 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, ' Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Side 134 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Side 140 - 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 202 - Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener, Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become a history little...
Side 27 - 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 203 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Side 56 - 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 203 - 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.