Miscellaneous poems. Olney hymns. Anti-Thelyphthora. Table talk and other poems. Translations from Vincent BourneBaldwin and Cradock, 1836 |
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Side 23
... thine own heart , Unjustly punish me . How bless'd the youth whom Fate ordains A kind relief from all his pains , In some admired fair ; Whose tenderest wishes find express'd Their own resemblance in her breast , Exactly copied there ...
... thine own heart , Unjustly punish me . How bless'd the youth whom Fate ordains A kind relief from all his pains , In some admired fair ; Whose tenderest wishes find express'd Their own resemblance in her breast , Exactly copied there ...
Side 30
... thine own hand immerged the goblet dips , And bears it streaming to my burning lips . There borne aloft on fancy's wing we fly , Like souls embodied to their native sky ; Now every rock , each mountain , disappears ; And the round earth ...
... thine own hand immerged the goblet dips , And bears it streaming to my burning lips . There borne aloft on fancy's wing we fly , Like souls embodied to their native sky ; Now every rock , each mountain , disappears ; And the round earth ...
Side 57
... thine ! " VII . VANITY OF THE WORLD . GOD gives his mercies to be spent ; Your hoard will do your soul no good ; Gold is a blessing only lent , Repaid by giving others food . The world's esteem is but a bribe , To buy their peace you ...
... thine ! " VII . VANITY OF THE WORLD . GOD gives his mercies to be spent ; Your hoard will do your soul no good ; Gold is a blessing only lent , Repaid by giving others food . The world's esteem is but a bribe , To buy their peace you ...
Side 58
... thine anger's turn'd Comfortable thoughts arise From the bleeding sacrifice . Here , in the fair gospel - field , Wells of free salvation yield Streams of life , a plenteous store , And my soul shall thirst no more . Jesus is become at ...
... thine anger's turn'd Comfortable thoughts arise From the bleeding sacrifice . Here , in the fair gospel - field , Wells of free salvation yield Streams of life , a plenteous store , And my soul shall thirst no more . Jesus is become at ...
Side 65
... thine . XVI . THE SOWER . Matt . xiii . 3 . YE sons of earth , prepare the plough , Break up your fallow ground ; The sower is gone forth to sow , And scatter blessings round . The seed that finds a stony soil Shoots forth a hasty blade ...
... thine . XVI . THE SOWER . Matt . xiii . 3 . YE sons of earth , prepare the plough , Break up your fallow ground ; The sower is gone forth to sow , And scatter blessings round . The seed that finds a stony soil Shoots forth a hasty blade ...
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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 |
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
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.