The Poetical Works of William CowperLovell, 1881 - 516 страница |
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Art thou beauty beneath blest boast Boötes breast breath call'd cause charms dear delight design'd divine dread dream e'en earth ease eyes fair faith fame fancy fear feel fill'd fire fix'd flowers folly form'd frown fruit give glory grace hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly honour hope hour human JEHOVAH-SHALOM labour land learn'd light live Lord lyre mercy mind mounted best muse nature never night nymphs o'er OLNEY HYMNS once pain palæstra peace pleasure praise prayer pride prove rapture rest sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shew shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling trifler truth Twas verse virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wisely store wonder worth youth
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Страница 234 - Oh! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb!
Страница 277 - 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.
Страница 316 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth; But higher far my proud pretensions rise, — The son of parents passed into the skies!
Страница 165 - 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.
Страница 234 - 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.
Страница 164 - tis the twanging horn o'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright...
Страница 121 - Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh, Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns, And only there, please highly for their sake.
Страница 150 - 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 healed and bade me live.
Страница 315 - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes...
Страница 192 - But martyrs struggle for a brighter prize. And win it with more pain. Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.