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Side 5
... Unwelcome vapours quench autumnal beams, Ungenial blasts attending, curl
the streams ; The peasants urge their harvest, ply the fork With double toil, and
shiver at their work. Thus with a rigour, for his good designed, She rears her ...
... Unwelcome vapours quench autumnal beams, Ungenial blasts attending, curl
the streams ; The peasants urge their harvest, ply the fork With double toil, and
shiver at their work. Thus with a rigour, for his good designed, She rears her ...
Side 8
The stream that feeds the well-spring of the heart Not more invigorates life's
noblest part, Than virtue quickens with a warmth divine The powers that sin has
brought to a decline. A. The inestimable estimate of Brown, Rose like a paper-kite
, ...
The stream that feeds the well-spring of the heart Not more invigorates life's
noblest part, Than virtue quickens with a warmth divine The powers that sin has
brought to a decline. A. The inestimable estimate of Brown, Rose like a paper-kite
, ...
Side 11
... could scarce do worse Than caper in the morris-dance of verse. B. Thus
reputation is a spur to wit, And some wits flag through fear of losing it. Give me
the line that ploughs its stately course Like a proud swan, conquering the stream
by force ...
... could scarce do worse Than caper in the morris-dance of verse. B. Thus
reputation is a spur to wit, And some wits flag through fear of losing it. Give me
the line that ploughs its stately course Like a proud swan, conquering the stream
by force ...
Side 12
... by gratitude and glowing thought, Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy,
unmanacled by form, Not prompted, as in our degenerate days, By low ambition
and the thirst of praise, Was natural as is the flowing stream, And yet magnificent,
...
... by gratitude and glowing thought, Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy,
unmanacled by form, Not prompted, as in our degenerate days, By low ambition
and the thirst of praise, Was natural as is the flowing stream, And yet magnificent,
...
Side 20
Like fabled Tantalus condemned to hear The precious stream still purling in his
ear, Lip-deep in what he longs for, and yet curst With prohibition and perpetual
thirst ? No, wrangler, — destitute of shame and sense ! The precept that enjoins ...
Like fabled Tantalus condemned to hear The precious stream still purling in his
ear, Lip-deep in what he longs for, and yet curst With prohibition and perpetual
thirst ? No, wrangler, — destitute of shame and sense ! The precept that enjoins ...
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The poetical works of William Cowper. With life of the author William Cowper Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1864 |
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Adam arms art thou beauty Beelzebub Behold beneath blessed blest boast breast breath charms dark dear death delight divine dread dream earth ease eternal eyes fair fancy Fcap fear feel fire flowers folly French morocco frown fruit gilt edges give glory grace groves hand happy hast heart heaven heavenly honour hope human labour light live Lord lost Lucifer lyre mercy mind Muse nature Nebaioth never night nymphs o'er OLNEY HYMNS once pain peace pleasure poet praise pride proud prove rapture rills sacred scene scorn seek shade shine sighs sight skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound stream sublime sweet taste tears thee theme thine Thomas Hood thou art thou hast thought toil tongue trembling truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste wind wisdom wonder worth youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 274 - OH ! for a closer walk with God , A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
Side 341 - And thus unto the youth she said That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein. But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run.
Side 428 - Its semblance in another's case. No voice divine the storm allayed, No light propitious shone, When, snatched from all effectual aid, We perished, each alone: But I beneath a rougher sea, And whelmed in deeper gulfs than he.
Side 168 - 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 337 - I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. " I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the Calender Will lend his horse to go.
Side 316 - 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 202 - Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Side 136 - 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 274 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
Side 327 - OH, happy shades — to me unblest ! Friendly to peace, but not to me ! How ill the scene that offers rest, And heart that cannot rest, agree ! This glassy stream, that spreading pine, Those alders, quivering to the breeze, Might soothe a soul less hurt than mine, And please, if any thing could please. But fix'd unalterable Care Foregoes not what she feels within, Shows the same sadness every where, ' And slights the season and the scene.