The Poetical Works of William CowperWarne, 1872 - 611 sider |
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... virtue when possessed ; without , our bane ! If in my bosom unperceived there lurk The deep - sown seeds of avarice or ambition , Blame me , ye great ones , ( for I scorn your censure ) But let the generous and the good commend me ...
... virtue when possessed ; without , our bane ! If in my bosom unperceived there lurk The deep - sown seeds of avarice or ambition , Blame me , ye great ones , ( for I scorn your censure ) But let the generous and the good commend me ...
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... virtue , without which nor wealth Nor Delia can avail to make me blessed . WRITTEN IN A FIT OF ILLNESS . R. S. S. In these sad hours , a prey to ceaseless pain , While feverish pulses leap in every vein , When each faint breath the last ...
... virtue , without which nor wealth Nor Delia can avail to make me blessed . WRITTEN IN A FIT OF ILLNESS . R. S. S. In these sad hours , a prey to ceaseless pain , While feverish pulses leap in every vein , When each faint breath the last ...
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... virtue to deserve them all ; Yet vain , alas ! that idle hope would be That builds on happiness remote from thee . Oh ! may thy charms , whate'er our fate decrees , Please , as they must , but let them only please— Not like the sun with ...
... virtue to deserve them all ; Yet vain , alas ! that idle hope would be That builds on happiness remote from thee . Oh ! may thy charms , whate'er our fate decrees , Please , as they must , but let them only please— Not like the sun with ...
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... virtue for her sake remove And lift you from the crowd ? Would you the race of glory run , Know , the devout , and ... virtues heave , Oh , with what matchless speed , they leave The multitude behind ! Then ask ye , from what cause on ...
... virtue for her sake remove And lift you from the crowd ? Would you the race of glory run , Know , the devout , and ... virtues heave , Oh , with what matchless speed , they leave The multitude behind ! Then ask ye , from what cause on ...
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... Virtue ( sacred vestal ) fed , shall shine , And warm our fainting souls with energy divine . AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD , ESQ . * 1754 . ' Tis not that I design to rob Thee of thy birthright , gentle Bob , For thou art born sole heir ...
... Virtue ( sacred vestal ) fed , shall shine , And warm our fainting souls with energy divine . AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD , ESQ . * 1754 . ' Tis not that I design to rob Thee of thy birthright , gentle Bob , For thou art born sole heir ...
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ANTISTROPHE bard beauty beneath boast Boötes bosom breast breath call'd charms Clifton Reynes Cowper dear death delight divine dream earth ease eyes fair faith fame fancy fear feel fire flowers folly give glory Gordon riots grace groves hand happy hear heart Heaven heavenly honour hope hour John Gilpin JOHN MILTON John Throckmorton kings labour light live Lord lost lyre mind Muse Nathaniel Cotton nature never night numbers nymphs o'er once pain Pallas Parnassian peace Phoebus pleasure poet praise prove rest rills sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine shore sigh sight skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stream sweet taste tears thee theme thine thou art thou hast thought toil trembling truth Twas verse VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wonder worth youth