The complete poetical works of William Cowper, with life and critical notice of his writings1855 |
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... Song . On Peace 339 Song 339 Verses selected from an occasional Poem entitled Vale- diction 340 Epitaph on Dr Johnson 341 To Miss C- , on her Birthday · 341 Gratitude 341 • Lines composed for a Memorial of Ashley Cowper , Esq . 342 · On ...
... Song . On Peace 339 Song 339 Verses selected from an occasional Poem entitled Vale- diction 340 Epitaph on Dr Johnson 341 To Miss C- , on her Birthday · 341 Gratitude 341 • Lines composed for a Memorial of Ashley Cowper , Esq . 342 · On ...
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... , Esq . On Flaxman's Penelope To the Spanish Admiral Count Gravina , on his Trans- lating the Author's Song on a Rose into Italian Verse . • 363 · 364 364 · . 364 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS - Continued . Epitaph on a Hare The xviii CONTENTS .
... , Esq . On Flaxman's Penelope To the Spanish Admiral Count Gravina , on his Trans- lating the Author's Song on a Rose into Italian Verse . • 363 · 364 364 · . 364 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS - Continued . Epitaph on a Hare The xviii CONTENTS .
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... song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires . Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I will sing at Liberty's dear feet , In Afric's torrid clime ...
... song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires . Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing , if Liberty be there ; And I will sing at Liberty's dear feet , In Afric's torrid clime ...
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... song . ' Tis not the wreath that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant Christian race , Patterns of every virtue , every grace , Confess'd a God ; they kneel'd before they ...
... song . ' Tis not the wreath that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant Christian race , Patterns of every virtue , every grace , Confess'd a God ; they kneel'd before they ...
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... the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolic it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulf from which is no return . They trust in navies , and their navies fail- God's TABLE TALK . 9.
... the lascivious pipe and wanton song , That charm down fear , they frolic it along , With mad rapidity and unconcern , Down to the gulf from which is no return . They trust in navies , and their navies fail- God's TABLE TALK . 9.
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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
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หน้า 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.
หน้า 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.
หน้า 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?
หน้า 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.
หน้า 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.
หน้า 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.
หน้า 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.
หน้า 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.
หน้า 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.
หน้า 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.