The Minor Poems of William Cowper of the Inner Temple, Del 1John Sharpe, 1818 - 108 sider |
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... Inquisitive , the less ambiguous past . By thee I might correct , erroneous oft , The clock of history , facts and events [ speak , Timing more punctual , unrecorded facts Recov'ring , and mistated Alexander Selkirk The Cast-away.
... Inquisitive , the less ambiguous past . By thee I might correct , erroneous oft , The clock of history , facts and events [ speak , Timing more punctual , unrecorded facts Recov'ring , and mistated Alexander Selkirk The Cast-away.
Side 9
... speak again ! Time made thee what thou wast , king of the woods ; And Time hath made thee what thou art- -a cave For owls to roost in . Once thy spreading boughs O'erhung the champaign ; and the num'rous flocks , That graz'd it , stood ...
... speak again ! Time made thee what thou wast , king of the woods ; And Time hath made thee what thou art- -a cave For owls to roost in . Once thy spreading boughs O'erhung the champaign ; and the num'rous flocks , That graz'd it , stood ...
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... , the pink , and jessamine , I prick'd them into paper with a pin , ( And thou wast happier than myself the while , Wouldst softly speak , and stroke my head , and smile ) , Could those few pleasant days again appear , Might one B 2 15.
... , the pink , and jessamine , I prick'd them into paper with a pin , ( And thou wast happier than myself the while , Wouldst softly speak , and stroke my head , and smile ) , Could those few pleasant days again appear , Might one B 2 15.
Side 57
... speak Minute the horrours that ensued ; His teeth were strong , the cage was wood- He left poor Bully's beak . O had he made that too his prey ! That beak , whence issued many a lay Of such mellifluous tone , Might have repaid him well ...
... speak Minute the horrours that ensued ; His teeth were strong , the cage was wood- He left poor Bully's beak . O had he made that too his prey ! That beak , whence issued many a lay Of such mellifluous tone , Might have repaid him well ...
Side 14
... speak very fine , and you look very grave , But apples we want , and apples we'll have ; If you will go with us , you shall have a share , If not , you shall have neither apple nor pear . " They spoke , and Tom ponder'd- ' I see they ...
... speak very fine , and you look very grave , But apples we want , and apples we'll have ; If you will go with us , you shall have a share , If not , you shall have neither apple nor pear . " They spoke , and Tom ponder'd- ' I see they ...
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bird boast BODHAM bosom call'd Catharina charms cried dæmons dear death declension delight design'd divine DRAWN BY RICHARD dream dwell e'en ease Edmonton express'd eyes Fancy fear feel flew flowers form'd friendship Gilpin grace happy prisoners hear heard heart Heaven honour JOHN GILPIN JOHN SHARPE John Throckmorton knew labour LADY learn'd length life's light live mar delights Mary mind Muses ne'er neighbour never night Nose numbers nymph o'er once pass'd peace perhaps Pertenhall pine-apples pleasure poet poet's PORTBURY praise prove rest RICHARD WESTALL rose scene seem'd shine shore side sight sing skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stout spurs sweet tear tell thee thine Thou hast thought THRACIAN treasure truth Twas verse VINCENT BOURNE voice wast whate'er WILLIAM HAYLEY wind wings wish wish'd wonder youth
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Side 13 - 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 14 - 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...
Side 88 - He soon replied, I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. I am a linendraper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender Will lend his horse to go. Quoth Mrs. Gilpin, That's well said ; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnish'd with our own, Which is both bright and clear.
Side 90 - Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed.
Side 14 - Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile, — it answers — Yes.
Side 15 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid...
Side 38 - When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glowworm by his spark ; So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent — Did you admire my lamp...
Side 47 - Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. Weigh the vessel up, Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant...
Side 115 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Side 91 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ! He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.