The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Band 2J. Nichol, 1854 |
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... heart - broken recluse , with his large , timid , hare- like eyes , his throbbing , feverish forehead , his anxious , start- led looks and attitudes - here mending his bird - cages , there feeding his tame leverets - here poring over ...
... heart - broken recluse , with his large , timid , hare- like eyes , his throbbing , feverish forehead , his anxious , start- led looks and attitudes - here mending his bird - cages , there feeding his tame leverets - here poring over ...
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... heart replies . How soft the music of those village bells , Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet , now dying all away , Now pealing loud again , and louder still , Clear and sonorous , as the gale came on ! " Better still ...
... heart replies . How soft the music of those village bells , Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet , now dying all away , Now pealing loud again , and louder still , Clear and sonorous , as the gale came on ! " Better still ...
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... heart in my poetry , " said Ebenezer Elliott . Cowper has put a far deeper heart in still more earnest song . who differ most widely from his creed , are compelled to respect his sincerity . A soul true to its own convictions , and ...
... heart in my poetry , " said Ebenezer Elliott . Cowper has put a far deeper heart in still more earnest song . who differ most widely from his creed , are compelled to respect his sincerity . A soul true to its own convictions , and ...
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... heart - he looks to distant storms ; He hears the thunder ere the tempest lowers . " And in the poem - say rather the torrent of sanctified anger , the molten series of questions , called " Expostulation " -he dares to compare himself ...
... heart - he looks to distant storms ; He hears the thunder ere the tempest lowers . " And in the poem - say rather the torrent of sanctified anger , the molten series of questions , called " Expostulation " -he dares to compare himself ...
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... heart . Best of all are his " John Gilpin " and his " Lines on the Receipt of a Mother's Picture " -two produc- tions , the one of which has excited more laughter , and the other started more tears , than , perhaps , any two poems of ...
... heart . Best of all are his " John Gilpin " and his " Lines on the Receipt of a Mother's Picture " -two produc- tions , the one of which has excited more laughter , and the other started more tears , than , perhaps , any two poems of ...
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Seite 66 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Seite 99 - 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 ! Thy maidens grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Seite 48 - It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through : Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens Will give his children bread.
Seite 100 - 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.
Seite 31 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Seite 44 - And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears ? 1 Joshua vu. 10, 11. 3 No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee ; Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold, from me. 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, Thou art engaged to grant ; What else I want, or think I do, 'Tis better still to want.
Seite 46 - ... retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Seite 15 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Seite 100 - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes...
Seite 100 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid ; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or confectionary plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed...