Cowper. The didactic poems of 1782, with selections from the minor pieces (The task, wit Tirocinium and selections from the minor poems) ed. by H.T. Griffith, Volum 21874 |
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Side vii
... died Nov. 13 , 1737 , at the age of thirty - four . After the lapse of forty- seven years Cowper wrote to his friend Hill : ' I can truly say , that not a week passes ( perhaps I might with equal veracity say a day ) in which I do not ...
... died Nov. 13 , 1737 , at the age of thirty - four . After the lapse of forty- seven years Cowper wrote to his friend Hill : ' I can truly say , that not a week passes ( perhaps I might with equal veracity say a day ) in which I do not ...
Side xiv
... died unmarried in 1825 ; and not till then were the early effusions of Cowper's love to her , which she had hoarded amongst her treasures , given to the world . From this , his first attack of melancholy in the Temple , Cowper was ...
... died unmarried in 1825 ; and not till then were the early effusions of Cowper's love to her , which she had hoarded amongst her treasures , given to the world . From this , his first attack of melancholy in the Temple , Cowper was ...
Side xvi
... died ; and about the same time the offices of Reading Clerk , and Clerk of Committees , were resigned . All three were patent offices in the patronage of Major Cowper , who immediately offered the two last , which were the most ...
... died ; and about the same time the offices of Reading Clerk , and Clerk of Committees , were resigned . All three were patent offices in the patronage of Major Cowper , who immediately offered the two last , which were the most ...
Side xxii
... dying ; so that ( in the words of Mr. Cecil ) ' Mr. Newton used to consider him as a sort of curate , from his constant attendance upon the sick and afflicted in that large and necessitous parish . ' This occupation , at all times an ...
... dying ; so that ( in the words of Mr. Cecil ) ' Mr. Newton used to consider him as a sort of curate , from his constant attendance upon the sick and afflicted in that large and necessitous parish . ' This occupation , at all times an ...
Side xxxi
... died in Paris , August 12 , 1802 . Lady Austen's loss was in some measure made up to the Poet by a new friendship , which commenced in the same month . Mr. John Courtenay Throckmorton , the ' Benevolus ' of ' The Task ' ( i . 262 ) ...
... died in Paris , August 12 , 1802 . Lady Austen's loss was in some measure made up to the Poet by a new friendship , which commenced in the same month . Mr. John Courtenay Throckmorton , the ' Benevolus ' of ' The Task ' ( i . 262 ) ...
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Side 72 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Side 25 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
Side 133 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Side 139 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us-! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Side 125 - Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.
Side 26 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Side 198 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Side 198 - Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, — So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore "Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar;" And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Side 113 - With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers ; his to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel. But who with filial confidence inspired Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say — My Father made them all.
Side 196 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was. Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.