The Life, and Posthumous Writings, of William Cowper, Esqr: With an Introductory Letter to the Right Honourable Earl Cowper, Том 4J. Seagrave, 1806 |
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... felt that we were called not to rejoice , but to mourn with you - we do indeed sincerely mourn with you , and if it will afford you any consolation to We both knew the moment we saw it know it , you may be assured that every eye 4.
... felt that we were called not to rejoice , but to mourn with you - we do indeed sincerely mourn with you , and if it will afford you any consolation to We both knew the moment we saw it know it , you may be assured that every eye 4.
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... eye here has testified what our hearts have suffered for you . Your loss is great , and your disposition I perceive such as exposes you to feel the whole weight of it ; I will not add to your sorrow by a vain attempt to assuage it ...
... eye here has testified what our hearts have suffered for you . Your loss is great , and your disposition I perceive such as exposes you to feel the whole weight of it ; I will not add to your sorrow by a vain attempt to assuage it ...
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... eyes of all our party . My only comfort re- specting even yourself is , that you write in good spi- rits , and assure me that you are in a state of recovery ; otherwise I should mourn not only for Hurdis , but for myself , lest a ...
... eyes of all our party . My only comfort re- specting even yourself is , that you write in good spi- rits , and assure me that you are in a state of recovery ; otherwise I should mourn not only for Hurdis , but for myself , lest a ...
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... my troubles gushed from my eyes , and then I was better . We must now prepare for our visit to the Ge neral . I add no more , therefore , than our dearest re- membrances and prayers that God may bless you and yours 13.
... my troubles gushed from my eyes , and then I was better . We must now prepare for our visit to the Ge neral . I add no more , therefore , than our dearest re- membrances and prayers that God may bless you and yours 13.
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... eyes , which have long been You have obliged inflamed , will hardly serve for Homer , and oblige me to make all my letters short . me much , by sending me so speedily the remainder of your notes . I have begun with them again , and find ...
... eyes , which have long been You have obliged inflamed , will hardly serve for Homer , and oblige me to make all my letters short . me much , by sending me so speedily the remainder of your notes . I have begun with them again , and find ...
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Adieu admirable affectionate afflicted appear bard bird-lime brother CALLIMACHUS charm Courtenay Cowper DEAR FRIEND dearest degree delight Dereham distress Eartham endeavour Esqr excellent expressed eyes favourite feel friendship genius give grace Greek hand happy haste heart Homer honour hope Hurdis Iliad John Throckmorton Johnny Johnson justly kind labour Lady Hesketh Latin live Lord Thurlow Mary melancholy memory Milton mind morning nature never nihil obliged Odyssey once passage perhaps pleasure poem poet poetical poetry Pope powers praise present quæ Qualia quam quod racter reader reason received rejoice Revd Romney SAMUEL ROSE seems shew sight soon sorrow spect spirit sublime sufferings talents Task tell tender thank thee thine thing thou tibi tion translation truly truth Unwin verse vex'd W. C. LETTER Weston Whig WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM HAYLEY wish write
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Страница 156 - And still to love, though prest with ill, In wintry age to feel no chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary ! But ah ! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary ! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, Thy worn-out heart will break at last — My Mary ! W.
Страница 180 - Could catch the sound no more : For then, by toil subdued, he drank The stifling wave, and then he sank. No poet wept him : but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear : And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date: But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case.
Страница 235 - Are they not his by a peculiar right, And by an emphasis of interest his, Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy, Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love That plann'd, and built, and still upholds a world So clothed with beauty for rebellious man...
Страница 433 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Страница 235 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own.
Страница 179 - Delay'd not to bestow : But he, they knew, nor ship nor shore, Whate'er they gave, should visit more.
Страница 178 - Obscurest night involved the sky, The Atlantic billows roared, When such a destined wretch as I, Washed headlong from on board, Of friends, of hope, of all bereft, His floating home forever left.
Страница 178 - His floating home for ever left. No braver chief could Albion boast Than he with whom he went, Nor ever ship left Albion's coast With warmer wishes sent.