The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volumen 2William Pickering, 1830 |
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... seem'd Than the firm oak of which the frame was form'd . No want of timber then was felt or fear'd In Albion's happy isle . The lumber stood Ponderous and fix'd by its own massy weight . But elbows still were wanting ; these , some say ...
... seem'd Than the firm oak of which the frame was form'd . No want of timber then was felt or fear'd In Albion's happy isle . The lumber stood Ponderous and fix'd by its own massy weight . But elbows still were wanting ; these , some say ...
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... d Of blank oblivion , seem a glorious prize , And even to a clown . Now roves the eye ; * John Courtney Throckmorton , Esq . of Weston Under- wood . And , posted on this speculative height , Exults in 12 B. I. THE TASK .
... d Of blank oblivion , seem a glorious prize , And even to a clown . Now roves the eye ; * John Courtney Throckmorton , Esq . of Weston Under- wood . And , posted on this speculative height , Exults in 12 B. I. THE TASK .
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... Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wannish gray ; the willow such , And poplar , that with silver lines his leaf , And ...
... Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wannish gray ; the willow such , And poplar , that with silver lines his leaf , And ...
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... seems restless as a flood Brush'd by the wind . So sportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as they dance , Shadow and sunshine intermingling quick , * See the foregoing note . And darkening and enlightening , as the ...
... seems restless as a flood Brush'd by the wind . So sportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as they dance , Shadow and sunshine intermingling quick , * See the foregoing note . And darkening and enlightening , as the ...
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... seems to swing uncertain , and yet falls Full on the destined ear . Wide flies the chaff ; The rustling straw sends up a frequent mist Of atoms , sparkling in the noonday beam . Come hither , ye that press your beds of down , And sleep ...
... seems to swing uncertain , and yet falls Full on the destined ear . Wide flies the chaff ; The rustling straw sends up a frequent mist Of atoms , sparkling in the noonday beam . Come hither , ye that press your beds of down , And sleep ...
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Página 254 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession! but the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
Página 34 - As human nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps, when she sees inflicted on a beast : Then what is man ? And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not "blush, And hang his head, to think himself a man...
Página 255 - 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.
Página 77 - How various his employments, whom the world Calls idle ; and who justly in return Esteems that busy world an idler too ! • Friends, books, a garden, and perhaps his pen, Delightful industry...
Página 34 - We have no slaves at home : — Then why abroad ? And they themselves once ferried o'er the wave That parts us are emancipate and loosed. Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Página 256 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Página 213 - Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot, As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...
Página 164 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men ; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge, a rude, unprofitable mass, (The mere materials with which Wisdom builds) Till smoothed, and squared, and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud, that he has learned so much ; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Página 247 - Other Romans shall arise Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize, Harmony the path to fame. Then...
Página 98 - 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.