Poems, Volum 1W. Lewis, 1814 - 480 sider |
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William Cowper. England formerly a Slave , her Monarchs arbitrary . Thou wast the veriest slave , in days of yore , That ever dragg'd a chain , or tugg'd an oar . Thy monarchs arbitrary , fierce , unjust , Themselves the slaves of ...
William Cowper. England formerly a Slave , her Monarchs arbitrary . Thou wast the veriest slave , in days of yore , That ever dragg'd a chain , or tugg'd an oar . Thy monarchs arbitrary , fierce , unjust , Themselves the slaves of ...
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... monarch , doubtful and resign'd To ev'ry pang that racks an anxious mind , la Ask'd of the waves that broke upon his coast , What tidings ? and the surge replied — All lost ! And , when the Stuart , leaning on the Scot , Then too much ...
... monarch , doubtful and resign'd To ev'ry pang that racks an anxious mind , la Ask'd of the waves that broke upon his coast , What tidings ? and the surge replied — All lost ! And , when the Stuart , leaning on the Scot , Then too much ...
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... monarch most that seldom will appear , And though his beams , that quicken where they shine , May claim some right to be esteem'd divine-- Not e'en the sun , desirable as rare , Could bend one knee , engage one vot'ry there ! They were ...
... monarch most that seldom will appear , And though his beams , that quicken where they shine , May claim some right to be esteem'd divine-- Not e'en the sun , desirable as rare , Could bend one knee , engage one vot'ry there ! They were ...
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... monarch of all I 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 . Oh , solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the ...
... monarch of all I 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 . Oh , solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the ...
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... chords Of his sweet but awful lyre . X. She , with all a monarch's pride , Felt them in her bosom glow ; Rush'd to battle , fought , and died ; Dying , hurl'd them at the foe . Peace a Source of Happiness to Mankind . XI . 356 BOADICEA ,
... chords Of his sweet but awful lyre . X. She , with all a monarch's pride , Felt them in her bosom glow ; Rush'd to battle , fought , and died ; Dying , hurl'd them at the foe . Peace a Source of Happiness to Mankind . XI . 356 BOADICEA ,
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beauty beneath bids blest Boadicea boast breath cause charms Deist delight distant divine Divine Simplicity dread dream earth ease Edmonton Effeminacy ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly forbidden Game form'd frown fruit give glory God's grace hand happy hast heart heav'n heav'nly honour hope hour human John Gilpin land light lost lust lyre mankind mercy mind monarch muse nature nature's Nebaioth never o'er once pain peace perhaps pine-apples pity pleasure poet's pow'r praise pray'r pride prize proud prove Rome rude rural sacred scene scorn seek shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth