Cowper: The task, with Tirocinium, and selections from the minor poems, A.D. 1784-1799Clarendon Press, 1874 |
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Side xv
... honour to be popular . ' From this kind of occupation , however , Cowper derived more pleasure than profit . He had come into a very small sum of money at his father's death ; and that little was daily becoming less . He held no briefs ...
... honour to be popular . ' From this kind of occupation , however , Cowper derived more pleasure than profit . He had come into a very small sum of money at his father's death ; and that little was daily becoming less . He held no briefs ...
Side xxxv
... honour to the fertile genius ' of its author . Unfortunately this poem was laid aside in favour of a project of Johnson's ; which was , to bring out a mag- nificent edition of Milton , with illustrations by Fuseli , and with Cowper for ...
... honour to the fertile genius ' of its author . Unfortunately this poem was laid aside in favour of a project of Johnson's ; which was , to bring out a mag- nificent edition of Milton , with illustrations by Fuseli , and with Cowper for ...
Side 12
... honours bright . O'er these , but far beyond , a spacious map 320 Of hill and valley interposed between , The Ouse , dividing the well - watered land , Now glitters in the sun and now retires , As bashful , yet impatient to be seen ...
... honours bright . O'er these , but far beyond , a spacious map 320 Of hill and valley interposed between , The Ouse , dividing the well - watered land , Now glitters in the sun and now retires , As bashful , yet impatient to be seen ...
Side 16
... honour has been long The boast of mere pretenders to the name . The innocent are gay - the lark is gay , That dries his feathers , saturate with dew , Beneath the rosy cloud , while yet the beams Of dayspring overshoot his humble nest ...
... honour has been long The boast of mere pretenders to the name . The innocent are gay - the lark is gay , That dries his feathers , saturate with dew , Beneath the rosy cloud , while yet the beams Of dayspring overshoot his humble nest ...
Side 23
... honour too , To peculators of the public gold ; 735 That thieves at home must hang , but he that puts Into his overgorged and bloated purse The wealth of Indian provinces , escapes . Nor is it well , nor can it come to good , That ...
... honour too , To peculators of the public gold ; 735 That thieves at home must hang , but he that puts Into his overgorged and bloated purse The wealth of Indian provinces , escapes . Nor is it well , nor can it come to good , That ...
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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.