The Minor Poems of William Cowper of the Inner Temple, Part 1 |
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... not like me to nourish wo ! Me fruitful scenes and prospects waste Alike admonish not to roam ; These tell me of enjoyments past , And those of sorrows yet to come . HUMAN FRAILTY . WEAK and irresolute is man ; The 41 The Shrubbery.
... not like me to nourish wo ! Me fruitful scenes and prospects waste Alike admonish not to roam ; These tell me of enjoyments past , And those of sorrows yet to come . HUMAN FRAILTY . WEAK and irresolute is man ; The 41 The Shrubbery.
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... . Maria weeps - the Muses , mourn— So , when by Bacchanalians torn , On Thracian Hebrus ' side The tree - enchanter Orpheus fell , His head alone remain'd to tell The cruel death he died . THE POET'S NEW - YEAR'S - GIFT . TO MRS 57.
... . Maria weeps - the Muses , mourn— So , when by Bacchanalians torn , On Thracian Hebrus ' side The tree - enchanter Orpheus fell , His head alone remain'd to tell The cruel death he died . THE POET'S NEW - YEAR'S - GIFT . TO MRS 57.
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... tell them truths divine and clear , Which , couch'd in prose , they will not hear ; Who labour hard to allure and draw The loiterers I never saw , Should feel that itching , and that tingling , With all my purpose intermingling , To ...
... tell them truths divine and clear , Which , couch'd in prose , they will not hear ; Who labour hard to allure and draw The loiterers I never saw , Should feel that itching , and that tingling , With all my purpose intermingling , To ...
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... sky display The blaze of a meridian day . The works of man , tend , one and all , As needs they must , from great to small ; And vanity absorbs at length The monuments of human strength . But who can tell how vast the plan Which this 72.
... sky display The blaze of a meridian day . The works of man , tend , one and all , As needs they must , from great to small ; And vanity absorbs at length The monuments of human strength . But who can tell how vast the plan Which this 72.
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William Cowper. But who can tell how vast the plan Which this day's incident began ? Too small , perhaps , the slight occasion For our dim - sighted observation ; It pass'd unnoticed , as the bird That cleaves the yielding air unheard ...
William Cowper. But who can tell how vast the plan Which this day's incident began ? Too small , perhaps , the slight occasion For our dim - sighted observation ; It pass'd unnoticed , as the bird That cleaves the yielding air unheard ...
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bird boast BODHAM bosom call'd Catharina charms cried dæmons dear death declension delight design'd divine DRAWN BY RICHARD dream dwell e'en ease Edmonton express'd eyes Fancy fear feel flew flowers form'd friendship Gilpin grace happy prisoners hear heard heart Heaven honour JOHN GILPIN JOHN SHARPE John Throckmorton knew labour LADY learn'd length life's light live mar delights Mary mind Muses ne'er neighbour never night Nose numbers nymph o'er once pass'd peace perhaps Pertenhall pine-apples pleasure poet poet's PORTBURY praise prove rest RICHARD WESTALL rose scene seem'd shine shore side sight sing skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stout spurs sweet tear tell thee thine Thou hast thought THRACIAN treasure truth Twas verse VINCENT BOURNE voice wast whate'er WILLIAM HAYLEY wind wings wish wish'd wonder youth
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Page 13 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away...
Page 14 - 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...
Page 88 - He soon replied, I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. I am a linendraper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender Will lend his horse to go. Quoth Mrs. Gilpin, That's well said ; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnish'd with our own, Which is both bright and clear.
Page 90 - Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed.
Page 14 - Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile, — it answers — Yes.
Page 15 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid...
Page 38 - When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glowworm by his spark ; So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent — Did you admire my lamp...
Page 47 - Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. 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 tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant...
Page 115 - 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.
Page 91 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ! He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.