Cowper's Minor PoemsJ. Sharpe, 1825 |
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... ne'er forgot . Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more , Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin , day by day , Drew me to school along the public way , Delighted with my bauble coach , and ...
... ne'er forgot . Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more , Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin , day by day , Drew me to school along the public way , Delighted with my bauble coach , and ...
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... Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks , That humour interposed too often makes ; All this still legible in memory's page , And still to be so to my latest age , Adds joy to duty , makes me glad to pay Such honours to thee as my ...
... Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks , That humour interposed too often makes ; All this still legible in memory's page , And still to be so to my latest age , Adds joy to duty , makes me glad to pay Such honours to thee as my ...
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... ne'er prevail To reach the distant coast : The breath of Heaven must swell the sail , Or all the toil is lost . A COMPARISON . THE lapse of time and rivers is 42.
... ne'er prevail To reach the distant coast : The breath of Heaven must swell the sail , Or all the toil is lost . A COMPARISON . THE lapse of time and rivers is 42.
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... ne'er been reveal'd to us yet : These curtains , that keep the room warm Or cool , as the season demands , Those stoves , that for pattern and form , Seem the labour of Mulciber's hands : All these are not half that I owe To one , from ...
... ne'er been reveal'd to us yet : These curtains , that keep the room warm Or cool , as the season demands , Those stoves , that for pattern and form , Seem the labour of Mulciber's hands : All these are not half that I owe To one , from ...
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... er In aid of her design- Darkness , O Queen ! ne'er call'd before To veil a deed of thine ! On borrow'd wheels away she flies , Resolved to be unknown , And gratify no curious eyes That night , except her own . 104 THE QUEEN'S VISIT TO ...
... er In aid of her design- Darkness , O Queen ! ne'er call'd before To veil a deed of thine ! On borrow'd wheels away she flies , Resolved to be unknown , And gratify no curious eyes That night , except her own . 104 THE QUEEN'S VISIT TO ...
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ALEXANDER SELKIRK Aspasio beneath bird bless'd blow boast bosom call'd Catharina charms cried dear death declension delight design'd divine dream dwell e'en earth ease Edmonton eyes fear feel flew flowers form'd friendship GEORGE ROMNEY GLOWWORM grace happy hear heard heart Heaven honour John Gilpin JOHN SHARPE JOSEPH HILL knew LADY learn'd length life's light live Mary mind MINOR POEMS Muses ne'er neighbour never night NOSEGAY numbers nymph o'er once pass'd peace PINEAPPLE pleasure poet poet's PORTBURY praise prove rest RICHARD WESTALL rose scene seem'd shine shore side sight sing skies smile song SONNET soon sorrow soul sound spare Stamp'd storm sweet tear tell thee theme thine Thou hast thought THRACIAN Throckmorton toil treasure truth Twas verse voice waste Whate'er WILLIAM HAYLEY wind wing wish wonder youth
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Seite 89 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he ; " yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
Seite 96 - 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. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Seite 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...
Seite 95 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware. So turning to his horse, he said, I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Seite 53 - The twentieth year is well-nigh past, Since first our sky was overcast ; Ah would that this might be the last ! My Mary ! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow — 'Twas my distress that brought thee low. My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disus'd, and shine no more, My Mary...
Seite 90 - And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak well brushed and neat He manfully did throw.
Seite 54 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary ! For, could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary ! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign ; Yet gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!
Seite 12 - Deem our nation brutes no longer, Till some reason ye shall find Worthier of regard and stronger Than the colour of our kind. Slaves of gold, whose sordid dealings Tarnish all your boasted powers, Prove that you have human feelings Ere you proudly question ours ! PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS.
Seite 49 - On the whole, it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Seite 92 - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...