The poetical works of William Cowper, Band 2W. Pickering, 1853 |
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... power to charm me still . And witness , dear companion of my walks , Whose arm this twentieth winter I perceive Faft lock'd in mine , with pleasure fuch as love , Confirm'd by long experience of thy worth And well - B. I. 7 THE SOFA .
... power to charm me still . And witness , dear companion of my walks , Whose arm this twentieth winter I perceive Faft lock'd in mine , with pleasure fuch as love , Confirm'd by long experience of thy worth And well - B. I. 7 THE SOFA .
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... whose tall elms We may difcern the thresher at his task . Thump after thump refounds the conftant flail , That seems to swing uncertain , and yet falls Full on the deftined ear . Wide flies the chaff ; The rustling straw fends up a ...
... whose tall elms We may difcern the thresher at his task . Thump after thump refounds the conftant flail , That seems to swing uncertain , and yet falls Full on the deftined ear . Wide flies the chaff ; The rustling straw fends up a ...
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... whose shrine Who ofteneft facrifice are favour'd least . The love of Nature , and the scenes fhe draws , Is Nature's dictate . Strange ! there should be found , Who , felf - imprison'd in their proud faloons , Renounce the odours of the ...
... whose shrine Who ofteneft facrifice are favour'd least . The love of Nature , and the scenes fhe draws , Is Nature's dictate . Strange ! there should be found , Who , felf - imprison'd in their proud faloons , Renounce the odours of the ...
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... Whose headachs nail them to a noonday bed ; And fave me too from theirs whofe haggard eyes Flash desperation , and betray their pangs For property stripp'd off by cruel chance ; From gaiety , that fills the bones with pain , The mouth ...
... Whose headachs nail them to a noonday bed ; And fave me too from theirs whofe haggard eyes Flash desperation , and betray their pangs For property stripp'd off by cruel chance ; From gaiety , that fills the bones with pain , The mouth ...
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... whose fast - anchor'd isle Moved not , while theirs was rock'd , like a light skiff , The sport of every wave ? No : none are clear , And none than we more guilty . But , where all Stand chargeable with guilt , and to the shafts Of ...
... whose fast - anchor'd isle Moved not , while theirs was rock'd , like a light skiff , The sport of every wave ? No : none are clear , And none than we more guilty . But , where all Stand chargeable with guilt , and to the shafts Of ...
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againſt amuſed aſk Becauſe beneath beſt boaſt cauſe cloſe courſe diſtant divine dream e'en earth eaſe elfe eſcape facred fafe fame faſhion fave fecure feed feek feel feem fhall fhining fide fighs fight filent fince firſt flower fome fong foon form'd foul ftill fuch fupply fure glory grace happineſs heart Heaven himſelf houſe itſelf juſt laſt leaſt lefs leſs loft Lord loſe meaſure mind moſt mufic muſt nature Nebaioth never o'er once paſs peace pleaſe pleaſures praiſe promiſe purpoſe raiſed reft reſt riſe ſcene ſchools ſeaſon ſee ſeek ſeems ſeen ſerve ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhine ſhort ſhould ſhow ſkies ſkill ſmall ſmile ſome ſpare ſpeak ſpirit ſport ſpread ſtands ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſtream ſtrength ſtroke ſuch ſweet taſk taſte thee themſelves theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand treaſure truth uſe virtue whofe whoſe wiſdom wiſh worth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 32 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; * if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free, They touch our country, and their shackles, fall.
Seite 252 - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun : It gives a light to every age ; It gives, but borrows none.
Seite 176 - 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.
Seite 91 - tis the twanging horn o'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright...
Seite 221 - Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Seite 92 - 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.
Seite 170 - The sum is this : If man's convenience, health, Or safety, interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all, the meanest things that are, As free to live and to enjoy that life As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Seite 44 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Seite 346 - Puss was tamed by gentle usage; Tiney was not to be tamed at all ; and Bess had a courage and confidence that made him tame from the beginning. I always admitted them into the parlour after supper, when, the carpet affording their feet a firm hold, they would frisk, and bound, and play a thousand gambols...
Seite 27 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threatened in the fields and groves...