The complete poetical works of William Cowper, with life and critical notice of his writings1855 |
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... Seeking the Beloved 34. The Waiting Soul 35. Welcome Cross • 36. Afflictions Sanctified by the Word 37. Temptation · 38. Looking upwards in a Storm 39. The Valley of the Shadow of Death 40. Peace after a Storm 41. Mourning and Longing ...
... Seeking the Beloved 34. The Waiting Soul 35. Welcome Cross • 36. Afflictions Sanctified by the Word 37. Temptation · 38. Looking upwards in a Storm 39. The Valley of the Shadow of Death 40. Peace after a Storm 41. Mourning and Longing ...
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... seek it in his climate and his frame . Liberal in all things else , yet Nature here With stern severity deals out the year . Winter invades the spring , and often pours A chilling flood on summer's drooping flowers ; Unwelcome vapours ...
... seek it in his climate and his frame . Liberal in all things else , yet Nature here With stern severity deals out the year . Winter invades the spring , and often pours A chilling flood on summer's drooping flowers ; Unwelcome vapours ...
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... seek the distant plain ? No. His high mettle , under good control , Gives him Olympic speed , and shoots him to the goal . Let Discipline employ her wholesome arts ; Let magistrates alert perform their parts , Not skulk or put on a ...
... seek the distant plain ? No. His high mettle , under good control , Gives him Olympic speed , and shoots him to the goal . Let Discipline employ her wholesome arts ; Let magistrates alert perform their parts , Not skulk or put on a ...
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... Seek to supplant his inexperienced youth , Or lead him devious from the path of truth ; Hourly allurements on his passions press , Safe in themselves , but dangerous in the excess ! Hark ! how it floats upon the dewy air ! O what a ...
... Seek to supplant his inexperienced youth , Or lead him devious from the path of truth ; Hourly allurements on his passions press , Safe in themselves , but dangerous in the excess ! Hark ! how it floats upon the dewy air ! O what a ...
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... seek- Mercy is infinite , and man is weak ; The future shall obliterate the past , And heaven , no doubt , shall be their home at last . Come , then - a still , small whisper in your ear- He has no hope who never had a fear ; And he ...
... seek- Mercy is infinite , and man is weak ; The future shall obliterate the past , And heaven , no doubt , shall be their home at last . Come , then - a still , small whisper in your ear- He has no hope who never had a fear ; And he ...
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The Complete Poetical Works of William Cowper: With Life, and Critical ... William Cowper Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 1853 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
beauty beneath blest boast breath call'd cause charms dear delight design'd divine dread dream e'en earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fill'd flowers flowers of Eden folly form'd frown fruit give glory grace hand happy harity hast heart heaven honour hope hour human John Gilpin labour land learn'd liberal band light live Lord lyre mankind mercy mighty wind mind mounted best muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymph o'er once palæstra peace perhaps pleasure poet praise pride prize prove rapture rest sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shew shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wisely store wonder worth youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 218 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
Seite 159 - 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 230 - Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?
Seite 263 - I AM monarch of all 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. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
Seite 142 - 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 the archers. In his side he bore, And in his hands and feet, the cruel scars. With gentle force soliciting the darts, He drew them forth, and heal'd, and bade me live.
Seite 127 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Seite 284 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race.
Seite 257 - 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 236 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : His truths upon the nations rise ; They rise, but never set. Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Seite 298 - Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore, ' Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' * And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side.