Poems, Band 2Timothy Bedlington, 1826 |
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... thine , but curiosity perhaps , 625 630 Or else vain glory , prompted us to draw 635 Forth from thy native bow'rs , to show thee here With what superiour skill we can abuse The gifts of Providence , and squander life . The dream is past ...
... thine , but curiosity perhaps , 625 630 Or else vain glory , prompted us to draw 635 Forth from thy native bow'rs , to show thee here With what superiour skill we can abuse The gifts of Providence , and squander life . The dream is past ...
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... thine are honest tears , A patriot's for his country : thou art sad At thought of her forlorn and abject state , From which no pow'r of thine can raise her up . Thus fancy paints thee , and , though apt to err , Perhaps errs little ...
... thine are honest tears , A patriot's for his country : thou art sad At thought of her forlorn and abject state , From which no pow'r of thine can raise her up . Thus fancy paints thee , and , though apt to err , Perhaps errs little ...
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... the shafts Of wrath obnoxious , God may choose his mark : May punish , if he please , the less , to warn The more malignant . If he spar'd not them , 155 Tremble and be amaz'd at thine escape , Far guiltier THE TIME - PIECE .
... the shafts Of wrath obnoxious , God may choose his mark : May punish , if he please , the less , to warn The more malignant . If he spar'd not them , 155 Tremble and be amaz'd at thine escape , Far guiltier THE TIME - PIECE .
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William Cowper. Tremble and be amaz'd at thine escape , Far guiltier England , lest he spare not thee ! Happy the man , who sees a God employ'd In all the good and ill that checker life ! Resolving all events , with their effects And ...
William Cowper. Tremble and be amaz'd at thine escape , Far guiltier England , lest he spare not thee ! Happy the man , who sees a God employ'd In all the good and ill that checker life ! Resolving all events , with their effects And ...
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... thine eyes with eye - salve ; ask of Him , Or ask of whomsoever he has taught ; 200 And learn , though late , the genuine cause of all . 205 England , with all thy faults , I love thee still- My country ! and , while yet a nook is left ...
... thine eyes with eye - salve ; ask of Him , Or ask of whomsoever he has taught ; 200 And learn , though late , the genuine cause of all . 205 England , with all thy faults , I love thee still- My country ! and , while yet a nook is left ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Aspasio beauty BEDLINGTON beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms death delight design'd distant divine domestick dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fame fancy fear feed feel flow'r folly form'd fountain of eternal fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heard heart Heav'n honour hope human JOSEPH HILL labour learn'd less liberty live lost lov'd lyre magick Mighty winds mind muse musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps plac'd pleas'd pleasure plebeian pow'r praise proud prove publick quake rapture rest rude rural sacred scene seek seem'd shade shine skies sleep sloth smile Sofa song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise worth youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 30 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Seite 77 - 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 182 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes ! 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.
Seite 181 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long, 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own ; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she.
Seite 144 - 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 55 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades. There was I found by one who had Himself Been hurt by th
Seite 13 - But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles, screaming loud, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh, Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns, And only there, please highly for their sake.
Seite 29 - 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.
Seite 139 - 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 183 - Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no ; what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.