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... most sincere , And that my raptures are not conjured up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon eminence our pace ་ ་ Has slackened to a pause , and we THE TASK . BOOK I.
... most sincere , And that my raptures are not conjured up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon eminence our pace ་ ་ Has slackened to a pause , and we THE TASK . BOOK I.
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... one , whom better days Saw better clad , in cloak of satin trimmed With lace , and hat with splendid ribband bound . A serving maid was she , and fell in love With one who left her , went to sea , BOOK I. 19 THE SOFA .
... one , whom better days Saw better clad , in cloak of satin trimmed With lace , and hat with splendid ribband bound . A serving maid was she , and fell in love With one who left her , went to sea , BOOK I. 19 THE SOFA .
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... serve his wants , Conspire against him . With his breath he draws A plague into his blood ; and cannot use Life's necessary means , but he must die . [ winds Storms rise to overwhelm him : or , if stormy Rise not , the waters of the ...
... serve his wants , Conspire against him . With his breath he draws A plague into his blood ; and cannot use Life's necessary means , but he must die . [ winds Storms rise to overwhelm him : or , if stormy Rise not , the waters of the ...
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... In man or woman , but far most in man , And most of all in man that ministers And serves the altar , in my soul I loath All affectation . ' Tis my perfect scorn ; 4 Object of my implacable disgust . What ! —will a 42 BOOK II . THE TA'S K.
... In man or woman , but far most in man , And most of all in man that ministers And serves the altar , in my soul I loath All affectation . ' Tis my perfect scorn ; 4 Object of my implacable disgust . What ! —will a 42 BOOK II . THE TA'S K.
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... served us with a text , Has Epictetus , Plato , Tully , preached ! Men that , if now alive , would sit content And humble learners of a Saviour's worth , Preach it who might . Such was their love of truth , Their thirst of knowledge ...
... served us with a text , Has Epictetus , Plato , Tully , preached ! Men that , if now alive , would sit content And humble learners of a Saviour's worth , Preach it who might . Such was their love of truth , Their thirst of knowledge ...
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Aspasio beauty beneath betimes boast bramble breath cause charge charms dæmons death deem delight distant divine dread dream earth ease ev'n fair fame fancy fear feed feel Fleet Street flowers folly fountain of eternal frown fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heard heart heaven honour human Inner Temple labour less liberty live lost lyre Mighty winds mind muse nature nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps play pleasure plebeian powdered coat praise prize proud prove quake rapture rest riddance rude rural sacred scene scorn seek seems shade shine skies sleep sloth smile SOFA song soon soul sound spare sweet taste thee their's theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth twas virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise wonder worth youth
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Страница 42 - Must stand acknowledged, while the world shall stand, The most important and effectual guard, Support, and ornament of Virtue's cause. 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.
Страница 44 - 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.
Страница 240 - THAT those lips had language! Life has passed 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!
Страница 241 - 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.
Страница 88 - 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 ; — He comes, the herald of a noisy world, With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks ; News from all nations lumbering at his back.
Страница 144 - A ray of heavenly light, gilding all forms Terrestrial in the vast and the minute; The unambiguous footsteps of the God, Who gives its lustre to an insect's wing, And wheels his throne upon the rolling worlds.
Страница 90 - Nor his, who patient stands till his feet throb And his head thumps, to feed upon the breath Of patriots bursting with heroic rage, Or placemen all tranquillity and smiles.
Страница 151 - I view the embattled tower Whence all the music. I again perceive The soothing influence of the wafted strains, And settle in soft musings as I tread The walk, still verdant under oaks and elms, Whose outspread branches overarch the glade. The roof...
Страница 176 - And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there. Praise is in all her gates : upon her walls, And in her streets, and in her spacious courts, Is heard salvation. Eastern Java there Kneels with the native of the farthest west, And .(Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand And worships. Her report has travell'd forth Into all lands.
Страница 93 - Shortening his journey between morn and noon, And hurrying him, impatient of his stay, Down to the rosy west ; but kindly still Compensating...