The Works of Cowper and Thomson: Including Many Letters and Poems Never Before Published in this Country : with a New and Interesting Memoir of the Life of ThomsonLippincott, Grambo & Company, 1851 - 537 páginas |
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... thine ! A. Guard what you say , the patriotic tribe Will sneer , and charge you with a bribe →→ B. A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ...
... thine ! A. Guard what you say , the patriotic tribe Will sneer , and charge you with a bribe →→ B. A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie : And , of all lies ( be that one poet's boast ...
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... thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse : Lost without th ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing ...
... thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse : Lost without th ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , And I will sing ...
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... thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be blest With holiness and consecrated rest . Pastime and business both it should exclude , And bar the door the moment they intrude ...
... thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be blest With holiness and consecrated rest . Pastime and business both it should exclude , And bar the door the moment they intrude ...
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... thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorred the sacrifice , and cursed the priest . Thou polished and high - finished foe to truth , Graybeard corrupter of our listening youth , To purge and skim away the filth of vice ...
... thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorred the sacrifice , and cursed the priest . Thou polished and high - finished foe to truth , Graybeard corrupter of our listening youth , To purge and skim away the filth of vice ...
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... thine , Nor hoped , but in thy righteousness divine : My prayers and alms , imperfect and defiled , Were but the feeble efforts of a child ; Howe'er performed , it was their brightest part , That they proceeded from a grateful heart ...
... thine , Nor hoped , but in thy righteousness divine : My prayers and alms , imperfect and defiled , Were but the feeble efforts of a child ; Howe'er performed , it was their brightest part , That they proceeded from a grateful heart ...
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Términos y frases comunes
beauty beneath blank verse blessing boast cause charms Christian COWPER dear cousin DEAR FRIEND delight divine dream e'en earth eyes fair fancy favour fear feel flowers folly give glory grace hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven honour hope hour Huntingdon John Gilpin JOHN NEWTON JOSEPH HILL labour lady least less letter live Lord lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nebaioth never NEWTON night numbers nymph o'er occasion Olney once pain palæstra Parnassian peace perhaps pleased pleasure poet poor praise pride prove scene scorn Scripture seems shine sight skies smile song soon soul suppose sure sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine things thou thought toil trifler true truth Twas verse Vincent Bourne virtue waste WILLIAM BULL WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM UNWIN wisdom wish wonder worth write
Pasajes populares
Página 133 - 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 passed into the skies.
Página 47 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Página 125 - Now Mistress Gilpin (careful soul!) Had two stone bottles found, To hold the liquor that she loved, And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw.
Página 132 - 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. — Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Página 131 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. " Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Página 172 - For what is our hope or joy or crown of rejoicing ? are not even ye in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at his coming ? For ye are our glory and joy.
Página 124 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. "My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Página 125 - Were never folk so glad, The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad. John Gilpin at his horse's side Seized fast the flowing mane, And up he got, in haste to ride, But soon came down again; For saddletree scarce...
Página 133 - Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no — what here we call our life is such. So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
Página 61 - 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.