The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Volumen 2Benjamin Johnson, Jacob Johnson, and Robert Johnson, 1806 |
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... fear to die , Yet scorn the purposes for which they live . Then wherefore not renounce them ? No - the dread , The slavish dread of solitude , that breeds Reflection and remorse , the fear of shame , And their inveterate habits , all ...
... fear to die , Yet scorn the purposes for which they live . Then wherefore not renounce them ? No - the dread , The slavish dread of solitude , that breeds Reflection and remorse , the fear of shame , And their inveterate habits , all ...
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... fears . But comes at last the dull and dusky eve , And sends thee to thy cabin , well - prepared To dream all night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Disinterested ...
... fears . But comes at last the dull and dusky eve , And sends thee to thy cabin , well - prepared To dream all night of what the day denied . Alas ! expect it not . We found no bait To tempt us in thy country . Doing good , Disinterested ...
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... fear . Thou fool ! will thy discovery of the cause Suspend the effect , or heal it ? Has not God Still wrought by means since first he made the world ? And did he not of old employ his means To drown it ? What is his creation less Than ...
... fear . Thou fool ! will thy discovery of the cause Suspend the effect , or heal it ? Has not God Still wrought by means since first he made the world ? And did he not of old employ his means To drown it ? What is his creation less Than ...
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... fear no discipline of human hands . The pulpit , therefore ( and I name it filled With solemn awe , that bids me well beware With what intent I touch that holy thing ) - The pulpit ( when the satirist has at last , Strutting and ...
... fear no discipline of human hands . The pulpit , therefore ( and I name it filled With solemn awe , that bids me well beware With what intent I touch that holy thing ) - The pulpit ( when the satirist has at last , Strutting and ...
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... fears Dreams , empty dreams . The million flit as gay As if created only like the fly , That spreads his motley wings in the eye of noon , To sport their season , and be seen no more . The rest are sober dreamers , grave and wise , And ...
... fears Dreams , empty dreams . The million flit as gay As if created only like the fly , That spreads his motley wings in the eye of noon , To sport their season , and be seen no more . The rest are sober dreamers , grave and wise , And ...
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Página 48 - 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.
Página 51 - 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.
Página 37 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
Página 78 - In the pure fountain of eternal love, Has eyes indeed ; and, viewing all she sees As meant to indicate a God to man, Gives him his praise, and forfeits not her own.
Página 160 - 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. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say —
Página 189 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs, Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Página 13 - Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods, or on the softer voice Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Página 12 - Stand, never overlook'd our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Página 103 - 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.
Página 50 - I venerate the man, whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.