Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other poems. Translations from Vincent BourneBaldwin and Cradock, 1836 |
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... give the original title of the first volume , and Mr. Newton's Preface , which having been printed with it , was withdrawn at the publisher's request , but restored at the writer's , eight years after- wards . POEMS , BY WILLIAM COWPER ...
... give the original title of the first volume , and Mr. Newton's Preface , which having been printed with it , was withdrawn at the publisher's request , but restored at the writer's , eight years after- wards . POEMS , BY WILLIAM COWPER ...
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... Give such alluring vantage to the person , As the scant lustre of a few , with choice And comely guise of ornament disposed . PSALM CXXXVII . To Babylon's proud waters brought , In bondage where we lay , With tears on Sion's Hill we ...
... Give such alluring vantage to the person , As the scant lustre of a few , with choice And comely guise of ornament disposed . PSALM CXXXVII . To Babylon's proud waters brought , In bondage where we lay , With tears on Sion's Hill we ...
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... Gives him at length the lucky pat , And has him safe beneath his hat : Then lifts it gently from the ground ; But ah ! ' tis lost as soon as found ; Culprit his liberty regains ; and mews , Flits out of sight and mocks his pains . The ...
... Gives him at length the lucky pat , And has him safe beneath his hat : Then lifts it gently from the ground ; But ah ! ' tis lost as soon as found ; Culprit his liberty regains ; and mews , Flits out of sight and mocks his pains . The ...
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... give , ' Tis by your promised truth I live ; How deep my woes , how fierce my flame , You best may tell , who feel the same . ON HER ENDEAVOURING TO CONCEAL HER GRIEF AT PARTING . AH ! wherefore should my weeping maid suppress Those ...
... give , ' Tis by your promised truth I live ; How deep my woes , how fierce my flame , You best may tell , who feel the same . ON HER ENDEAVOURING TO CONCEAL HER GRIEF AT PARTING . AH ! wherefore should my weeping maid suppress Those ...
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William Cowper. Thy absence , Delia , heightens every ill , And gives e'en trivial pains the power to kill . Oh ! wert thou near me ; yet that wish forbear ! " Twere vain , my love , - ' twere vain to wish thee near ; Thy tender heart ...
William Cowper. Thy absence , Delia , heightens every ill , And gives e'en trivial pains the power to kill . Oh ! wert thou near me ; yet that wish forbear ! " Twere vain , my love , - ' twere vain to wish thee near ; Thy tender heart ...
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Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other ... William Cowper Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1836 |
Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other ... William Cowper Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1836 |
Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other ... William Cowper Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1836 |
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beams beneath bids bless'd blessing blest bliss boast bosom BOSTON ATHENÆUM breast breath Canusium charms Cowper dear Delia delight despair divine dream earth eternal eyes face fair faith fancy fear feel fire flame fools form'd frown Gittite give glory grace hand happy hast hate hear heart Heaven heavenly hope hour Israel JEHOVAH-JIREH JEHOVAH-SHALOM JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH Jesus land light live Lord lyre mankind mercy mercy seat mind Muse never nymph o'er OLNEY HYMNS once pain Paradise Lost peace pity pleasure praise prayer pride prove rest sacred Saviour scene scorn seem'd shine sigh sight Sinuessa skies smile song sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stream sweet sweet oblivion tears thee theme thine thou art thought thousand throne toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas vex'd VINCENT BOURNE virtue Whate'er where'er WILLIAM COWPER wisdom word wretch youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 93 - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Side 314 - Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ; Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place.
Side 166 - Heaven's easy, artless, unencumbered plan ! No meretricious graces to beguile, No clustering ornaments to clog the pile, From ostentation as from weakness free, It stands like the cerulean arch we see, Majestic in its own simplicity. Inscribed above the portal, from afar Conspicuous as the brightness of a star. Legible only by the light they give, Stand the soul-quickening words — BELIEVE AND LIVE.
Side 82 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Side 307 - a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper solitude is sweet.
Side 86 - GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor...
Side 321 - In behalf of the Nose, it will quickly appear, And your lordship," he said, ' will undoubtedly find. That the Nose has had Spectacles always in wear, Which amounts to possession time out of mind.
Side 303 - Tis easy to resign a toilsome place, But not to manage leisure with a grace : Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind- quite vacant is a mind distressed.
Side 226 - Greek I slur a name a poet must not speak) Stood pilloried on infamy's high stage, And bore the pelting scorn of half an age; The very butt of slander, and the blot For every dart that malice ever shot.
Side 55 - My trust is in the Lord," My soul hath quell'da thousand foes, Fearless of all that could oppose. But unbelief, self-will, Self-righteousness, and pride, How often do they steal My weapon from my side ! Yet David's Lord, and Gideon's friend, Will help his servant to the end.