Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple Esq. In Two Volumes ...J. Johnson, St. Paul's Church-Yard., 1793 - 359 sider |
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... loft behind a rifing ground , the wood Seems funk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler fome , And of a wannish gray ; the willow fuch , And poplar ...
... loft behind a rifing ground , the wood Seems funk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler fome , And of a wannish gray ; the willow fuch , And poplar ...
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... By fhort tranfition we have loft his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn . * See the foregoing note . Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice That yet a 18 BOOK I. THE TASK .
... By fhort tranfition we have loft his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn . * See the foregoing note . Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice That yet a 18 BOOK I. THE TASK .
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... thy fimple friends , Thy fimple fare , and all thy plain delights , As dear to thee as once ? And have thy joys Loft nothing by comparison with our's ? * Omia . Rude as thou art , ( for we return'd thee 34 BOOK I THE TASK .
... thy fimple friends , Thy fimple fare , and all thy plain delights , As dear to thee as once ? And have thy joys Loft nothing by comparison with our's ? * Omia . Rude as thou art , ( for we return'd thee 34 BOOK I THE TASK .
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... loft an empire - let it pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious fhrew . And let that pafs - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no ...
... loft an empire - let it pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious fhrew . And let that pafs - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no ...
Side 60
... by the labour and the skill it coft Are occupations of the poet's mind So pleafing , and that steal away the thought With fuch address from themes of fad import , That , loft in his own mufings , happy man 60 THE TASK . BOOK II .
... by the labour and the skill it coft Are occupations of the poet's mind So pleafing , and that steal away the thought With fuch address from themes of fad import , That , loft in his own mufings , happy man 60 THE TASK . BOOK II .
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Side 47 - Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country and their shackles fall.
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