Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ...J. Johnson, 1795 |
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... feek repose upon an humbler theme ; The theme though humble , yet august and proud Th ' occafion - for the Fair commands the fong . Time was , when clothing fumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our fires had none . As ...
... feek repose upon an humbler theme ; The theme though humble , yet august and proud Th ' occafion - for the Fair commands the fong . Time was , when clothing fumptuous or for use , Save their own painted skins , our fires had none . As ...
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... feek The middle field ; but , fcatter'd by degrees , Each to his choice , foon whiten all the land . There , from the fun - burnt hay - field , homeward creeps The loaded wain ; while , lighten'd of its charge , The wain that meets it ...
... feek The middle field ; but , fcatter'd by degrees , Each to his choice , foon whiten all the land . There , from the fun - burnt hay - field , homeward creeps The loaded wain ; while , lighten'd of its charge , The wain that meets it ...
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... feek to dazzle me with tropes , As with the di'mond on his lily hand , And play his brilliant parts before my eyes , When I am hungry for the bread of life ? He mocks his Maker , prostitutes and shames His noble office , and , inftead ...
... feek to dazzle me with tropes , As with the di'mond on his lily hand , And play his brilliant parts before my eyes , When I am hungry for the bread of life ? He mocks his Maker , prostitutes and shames His noble office , and , inftead ...
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... feek a tranquil death in diftant fhades . There was I found by one who had himself . Been hurt by th ' archers . In his fide he bore , And in his hands and feet , the cruel scars . With gentle force foliciting the carts , He drew them ...
... feek a tranquil death in diftant fhades . There was I found by one who had himself . Been hurt by th ' archers . In his fide he bore , And in his hands and feet , the cruel scars . With gentle force foliciting the carts , He drew them ...
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... us in his word To feek him rather , where his mercy fhines . The mind indeed , enlighten'd from above , Views him in all ; afcribes to the grand caufe The grand effect ; acknowledges with joy His manner , 102 BOOK III . THE TASK .
... us in his word To feek him rather , where his mercy fhines . The mind indeed , enlighten'd from above , Views him in all ; afcribes to the grand caufe The grand effect ; acknowledges with joy His manner , 102 BOOK III . THE TASK .
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Page 40 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
Page 371 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Page 229 - 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 ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory slept.
Page 99 - Defend me therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up...
Page 270 - See Salem built, the labour of a God ! Bright as a sun the sacred city shines ; All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, . And endless her increase.
Page 17 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Page 137 - 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.
Page 375 - Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw.
Page 217 - And the resplendent rivers ; his to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel. But who with filial confidence inspired Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say — My Father made them all.
Page 233 - I again perceive The soothing influence of the wafted strains, And settle in soft musings as I tread The walk, still verdant, under oaks and elms, Whose outspread branches overarch the glade.