Selections from Cowper's PoemsMacmillan, 1883 - 234 หน้า |
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... fear of a relapse . The women said , who thought him rough , But now no longer foolish , " The creature may do well enough , But wants a deal of polish . " At length , improved from head to heel , ' Twere scarce too much to say , No ...
... fear of a relapse . The women said , who thought him rough , But now no longer foolish , " The creature may do well enough , But wants a deal of polish . " At length , improved from head to heel , ' Twere scarce too much to say , No ...
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... fear of a relapse . The women said , who thought him rough , But now no longer foolish , " The creature may do well enough , But wants a deal of polish . " At length , improved from head to heel , ' Twere scarce too much to say , No ...
... fear of a relapse . The women said , who thought him rough , But now no longer foolish , " The creature may do well enough , But wants a deal of polish . " At length , improved from head to heel , ' Twere scarce too much to say , No ...
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... fears away ! " The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blessed be the art that can immortalise , The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it ) here shines on me still the same . Faithful remembrancer of one so dear , O ...
... fears away ! " The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blessed be the art that can immortalise , The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it ) here shines on me still the same . Faithful remembrancer of one so dear , O ...
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... fears Dreams , empty dreams . The million flit as gay As if created only like the fly That spreads his motley wings in the eye of noon , To sport their season , and be seen no more . C The rest are sober dreamers , grave and wise ...
... fears Dreams , empty dreams . The million flit as gay As if created only like the fly That spreads his motley wings in the eye of noon , To sport their season , and be seen no more . C The rest are sober dreamers , grave and wise ...
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... fear to break . The Task , Book IV . READING . ' Tis pleasant through the loopholes of retreat To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel , and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates , At ...
... fear to break . The Task , Book IV . READING . ' Tis pleasant through the loopholes of retreat To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel , and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates , At ...
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Beau marked beauty beneath birds Book charms clouds COVENTRY PATMORE Cowper cried dear death delight distant divine dream earth ease fame fancy farewell fast fear feel flagged admiral flew flocks flower FRANCIS TURNER Palgrave Gilpin grace half happy harmony Harrow School heard heart Heaven HEIR OF REDCLYFFE homeless birds hope John Gilpin king knew knows labour land light live Lord lyre MARK LEMON mind muse nature Nature's never Nose o'er once peace perhaps play pleasure poet poet's poor praise scene scorn seems Selected and arranged shade shine sight silent SIR NOEL PATON skies smile song soon soul sound storm stout spurs sway sweet Task tear thee theme thine thou hast thought thy growth toil tongue truth Twas verse virtue WARREN HASTINGS whate'er WILLIAM ALLINGHAM wind winter wonder youth
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หน้า 24 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on th
หน้า 156 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
หน้า 129 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
หน้า 231 - THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF THE BEST SONGS AND LYRICAL POEMS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE. Selected and arranged, with Notes, by FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE.
หน้า 80 - 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.
หน้า 218 - His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. — Weigh the vessel up Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tears that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant main: But Kempenfelt is gone, His victories are o'er; And he and his eight hundred Shall plough the wave no more.
หน้า 79 - 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...
หน้า 131 - 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 comes on.
หน้า 167 - 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.
หน้า 137 - The Lord of all, himself through all diffused, Sustains, and is the life of all that lives. Nature is but a name for an effect, Whose cause is God.