Beauties of Cowper: To which are Prefixed, a Life of the Author and Observations on His WritingsHolt and Hage, 1801 - Počet stran: 231 |
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Strana xv
... bow'rs , And weave fresh garlands , every day , To crown the smiling hours . And if a tear , that speaks regret Of happier times , appear , A glimpse of joy , that we have met , Shall shine and dry the tear . Invitation to Mr. Newton ...
... bow'rs , And weave fresh garlands , every day , To crown the smiling hours . And if a tear , that speaks regret Of happier times , appear , A glimpse of joy , that we have met , Shall shine and dry the tear . Invitation to Mr. Newton ...
Strana 59
... bow'rs . To shake thy senate , and from heights sublime Of patriot eloquence to flash down fire Upon thy foes , was never meant my task : But I can feel thy fortunes , and partake Thy joys and sorrows , with as true a heart As any thund ...
... bow'rs . To shake thy senate , and from heights sublime Of patriot eloquence to flash down fire Upon thy foes , was never meant my task : But I can feel thy fortunes , and partake Thy joys and sorrows , with as true a heart As any thund ...
Strana 102
... bow'rs of bliss , And crowns the soul , while yet a mourner here , With wreaths like those triumphant spirits wear . GREENLAND . OH , blest within th ' enclosure of 102 BEAUTIES OF COWPER .
... bow'rs of bliss , And crowns the soul , while yet a mourner here , With wreaths like those triumphant spirits wear . GREENLAND . OH , blest within th ' enclosure of 102 BEAUTIES OF COWPER .
Strana 156
... bow'rs , Her animating smile withdrawn , Has lost its beauties and its pow'rs . 5 . The saint or moralist should tread This moss - grown alley , musing , slow ; They seek , like me , the secret shade , But not , like me , to nourish woe ...
... bow'rs , Her animating smile withdrawn , Has lost its beauties and its pow'rs . 5 . The saint or moralist should tread This moss - grown alley , musing , slow ; They seek , like me , the secret shade , But not , like me , to nourish woe ...
Strana 159
... bow'rs , to shew thee here With what superior skill we can abuse The gifts of Providence , and squander life . The dream is past ; and thou hast found again Thy cocoas and bananas , palms and yams , And homestall thatch'd with leaves ...
... bow'rs , to shew thee here With what superior skill we can abuse The gifts of Providence , and squander life . The dream is past ; and thou hast found again Thy cocoas and bananas , palms and yams , And homestall thatch'd with leaves ...
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Strana 53 - 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.
Strana 228 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John, "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Strana 55 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Strana 165 - 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 ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern.
Strana 12 - There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Strana 165 - But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My Mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, 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 gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah that maternal smile...
Strana 168 - Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated...
Strana 228 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware. So turning to his horse, he said, I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Strana 15 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Strana 75 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.