Poems, tr. by W. Cowper. To which are added some original poems of mr. Cowper

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Страница 23 - To souls impress' d with sacred Love ! Where'er they dwell, they dwell in Thee ; In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. To me remains nor place, nor time ; My country is in every clime ; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.
Страница 102 - tis not timber, lead, and stone, An architect requires alone To finish a fine building — The palace were but half complete, If he could possibly forget The carving and the gilding. The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed To pardon or to bear it.
Страница 91 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown : No traveller ever reached that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briars in his road.
Страница 71 - LONG plunged in sorrow, I resign My soul to that dear hand of thine, Without reserve or fear ; That hand shall wipe my streaming eyes; Or into smiles of glad surprise Transform the falling tear. My sole possession is thy love ; In earth beneath, or heaven above, I have no other store ; And though with fervent suit I pray, And importune thee night and day, I ask thee nothing more.
Страница 33 - tis equal, whether love ordain My life or death, appoint me pain or ease ; My soul perceives no real ill in pain ; In ease or health no real good she sees. One good she covets, and that good alone, To choose thy will, from selfish bias free ; And to prefer a cottage to a throne, And grief to comfort, if it pleases thee. That we should bear the cross is thy command, Die to the world, and live to self no more ; Suffer, unmoved, beneath the rudest hand, As pleased when shipwreck'd as when safe on shore.
Страница 92 - But He, who knew what human hearts would prove, How slow to learn the dictates of his love, That, hard by nature and of stubborn will, A life of ease would make them harder still, In pity to the souls his grace design'd To rescue from the ruins of mankind, Call'd for a cloud to darken all their years, And said, ' Go spend them in the vale of tears.
Страница 18 - THE fountain in its source No drought of summer fears ; The farther it pursues its course, The nobler it appears. But shallow cisterns yield A scanty short supply ; The morning sees them amply filled, At evening they are dry.
Страница 74 - Sorrow and Love go side by side ; Nor height nor depth can e'er divide Their heaven-appointed bands ; Those dear associates still are one, Nor till the race of life is run Disjoin their wedded hands.
Страница 43 - Enjoy'd with ease, if thou refrain From earthly love, else sought in vain ; She dwells with all who truth prefer, But seeks not them who seek not her. Yield to the Lord, with simple heart* All that thou hast, and all thou art ; Renounce all strength but strength divine $ And peace shall be for ever thine : Behold the path which I have trod, My path, till I go home to God.
Страница 72 - Christ, should follow me ; And though, where'er she goes, Thorns spring spontaneous at her feet, I love her, and extract a sweet From all my bitter woes.

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