Poems, Volum 2R. & W. A. Bartow, J. Robinson, printer, 1819 |
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Side 15
... screaming loud , The jay , the pie , and e'en the boding owl , That hails the rising moon , have charms for me . Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh , Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns , THE SOFA . 15.
... screaming loud , The jay , the pie , and e'en the boding owl , That hails the rising moon , have charms for me . Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh , Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns , THE SOFA . 15.
Side 18
... e'en a few , Few transient years , won from th ' abyss abhorr'd Of blank oblivion , seem a glorious prize , And even to a clown . Now roves the eye ; And , posted on this speculative height , Exults in its command . The sheepfold here ...
... e'en a few , Few transient years , won from th ' abyss abhorr'd Of blank oblivion , seem a glorious prize , And even to a clown . Now roves the eye ; And , posted on this speculative height , Exults in its command . The sheepfold here ...
Side 21
... e'en the oak Thrives by the rude concussion of the storm : He seems indeed indignant , and to feel Th ' impression of the blast with proud disdain , Frowning , as if in his unconscious arm He held the thunder : but the monarch owes His ...
... e'en the oak Thrives by the rude concussion of the storm : He seems indeed indignant , and to feel Th ' impression of the blast with proud disdain , Frowning , as if in his unconscious arm He held the thunder : but the monarch owes His ...
Side 22
... E'en age itself seems privileg'd in them With clear exemption from its own defects . A sparkling eye beneath a wrinkled front The vet'ran shows , and gracing a gray beard With youthful smiles , descends toward the grave Sprightly and ...
... E'en age itself seems privileg'd in them With clear exemption from its own defects . A sparkling eye beneath a wrinkled front The vet'ran shows , and gracing a gray beard With youthful smiles , descends toward the grave Sprightly and ...
Side 24
... e'en these Themselves love life , and cling to it , as he , That overhangs a torrent , to a twig . They love it , and yet loath it ; fear to die , Yet scorn the purposes for which they live . Then wherefore not renounce them ? No - the ...
... e'en these Themselves love life , and cling to it , as he , That overhangs a torrent , to a twig . They love it , and yet loath it ; fear to die , Yet scorn the purposes for which they live . Then wherefore not renounce them ? No - the ...
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beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charms dæmons death deem delight design'd distant divine domestick dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fame fancy Fantastick fear feed feel fieldfare flow'rs folly form'd give glory grace grave hand happy heard heart Heav'n honour hope human insects wing instinet John Throckmorton JOSEPH HILL king labour learn'd less liberty liv'd live lost lyre magick mind mischief mounted best musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasures plebeian pow'r praise proud prove publick rest rude sacred scene seek seem'd sensual world shine skies sleep smile song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet sweet oblivion task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas vex'd virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise wisely store worth
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Side 48 - There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Side 248 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 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 152 - ... all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing they are lost, and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man, His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer, and his will to serve. But...
Side 148 - The oppressor holds His body bound ; but knows not what a range His spirit takes, unconscious of a chain ; And that to bind him is a vain attempt, Whom God delights in, and in whom he dwells.
Side 50 - A messenger of grace to guilty men. Behold the picture ! — Is it like ? — Like whom ? The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again ; pronounce a text ; Cry — hem ! and reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene...
Side 155 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory slept.
Side 178 - Whose fire was kindled at the prophets' lamp, The time of rest, the promised Sabbath comes. Six thousand years of sorrow have well nigh Fulfilled their tardy and disastrous course Over a sinful world. And what remains Of this tempestuous state of human things, Is merely as the working of a sea Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest.
Side 70 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew, To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.
Side 42 - And manifold results, into the will And arbitration wise of the Supreme. Did not His eye rule all things, and intend The least of our concerns, (since from the least The greatest oft originate,) could chance Find place in his dominion, or dispose One lawless particle to thwart His plan, Then God might be surprised, and unforeseen Contingence might alarm him, and disturb The smooth and equal course of His affairs.
Side 38 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.