Poems, by William Cowper, Esq: Together with His Posthumous Poetry, and a Sketch of His Life by John Johnson, Том 2E. Littlefield, 1841 |
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... , forbids all growth Of wisdom , proves a school , in which he learns Sly circumvention , unrelenting hate , 615 Mean self - attachment , and scarce aught beside . Thus fare the shiv'ring natives of the north , And THE SOFA . 23.
... , forbids all growth Of wisdom , proves a school , in which he learns Sly circumvention , unrelenting hate , 615 Mean self - attachment , and scarce aught beside . Thus fare the shiv'ring natives of the north , And THE SOFA . 23.
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... Academus - is this false or true ? Is Christ the abler teacher or the schools If Christ , then why resort at ev'ry turn To Athens , or to Rome , for wisdom shore 530 535 Of man's occasions , when in him reside Grace , THE TIME - PIECE . 43.
... Academus - is this false or true ? Is Christ the abler teacher or the schools If Christ , then why resort at ev'ry turn To Athens , or to Rome , for wisdom shore 530 535 Of man's occasions , when in him reside Grace , THE TIME - PIECE . 43.
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... wisdom's sake . Nor can example hurt them ; what they see Of vice in others but enhancing more The charms of virtue in their just esteem . If such escape contagion , and emerge Pure from so foul a pool to shine abroad , And give the ...
... wisdom's sake . Nor can example hurt them ; what they see Of vice in others but enhancing more The charms of virtue in their just esteem . If such escape contagion , and emerge Pure from so foul a pool to shine abroad , And give the ...
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... wisdom , when the fault Is obstinate , and cure beyond our reach . Domestick happiness , thou only bliss 35 40 Of Paradise , that has surviv'd the fall ! Though few now taste thee unimpair'd and pure , Or tasting , long enjoy thee ! too ...
... wisdom , when the fault Is obstinate , and cure beyond our reach . Domestick happiness , thou only bliss 35 40 Of Paradise , that has surviv'd the fall ! Though few now taste thee unimpair'd and pure , Or tasting , long enjoy thee ! too ...
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... wisdom well , And prove it in th ' infallible result So hollow and so false - I feel my heart Dissolve in pity , and account the learn'd , If this be learning , most of all deceiv'd . 175 180 Great crimes alarm the conscience , but it ...
... wisdom well , And prove it in th ' infallible result So hollow and so false - I feel my heart Dissolve in pity , and account the learn'd , If this be learning , most of all deceiv'd . 175 180 Great crimes alarm the conscience , but it ...
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beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charms death delight design'd dicebox distant divine domestick dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fame fancy fear feed feel fieldfare flow'r folly form'd fruit give glory grace grave Guelder Rose hand happy hast heard heart Heav'n honour human John Throckmorton JOSEPH HILL king labour learn'd less liberty liv'd live lost lov'd lyre magick man-The mind mounted best musick Nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasures plebeian pow'r praise proud prove publick rest sacred scene schools seek seem'd sensual World shine skies sleep smile song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet sweet oblivion task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas vex'd virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wisely store worth youth
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Страница 183 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
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Страница 129 - The Lord of all, himself through all diffused, Sustains, and is the life of all that lives. Nature is but a name for an effect, Whose cause is God.
Страница 12 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore, And lull the spirit while they fill the mind; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast, And all their leaves fast flutt'ring, all at once.
Страница 144 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us-! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Страница 29 - 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.
Страница 125 - The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half suppress'd ; Pleas'd with his solitude, and flitting light From spray to spray, where'er he rests he shakes From many a twig the pendent drops of ice, That tinkle in the wither'd leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence.