Poems, Volumen 11806 |
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... plain ; but what have we to fear , Reformed and well instructed ? You shall hear . Yon ancient prude , whose withered features show She might be young some forty years ago , Her elbows pinioned close upon her hips , Her head erect , her ...
... plain ; but what have we to fear , Reformed and well instructed ? You shall hear . Yon ancient prude , whose withered features show She might be young some forty years ago , Her elbows pinioned close upon her hips , Her head erect , her ...
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... you so . See where it smokes along the sounding plain , Blown all aslant , a driving , dashing rain , Peal upon peal redoubling all around , Shakes it again and faster to the ground ; } Now flashing wide , now glancing as in play 56 TRUTH .
... you so . See where it smokes along the sounding plain , Blown all aslant , a driving , dashing rain , Peal upon peal redoubling all around , Shakes it again and faster to the ground ; } Now flashing wide , now glancing as in play 56 TRUTH .
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... few with Eli's spirit blest , Hophni and Phineas may describe the rest . Where shall a teacher look in days like these , For ears and hearts that he can hope to please ? Look to the poor - the simple and the plain E 6 EXPOSTULATION , 83.
... few with Eli's spirit blest , Hophni and Phineas may describe the rest . Where shall a teacher look in days like these , For ears and hearts that he can hope to please ? Look to the poor - the simple and the plain E 6 EXPOSTULATION , 83.
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William Cowper. Look to the poor - the simple and the plain Will hear perhaps thy salutary strain : " Humility is gentle , apt to learn , Speak but the word , will listen and return . Alas , not so ! the poorest of the flock Are proud ...
William Cowper. Look to the poor - the simple and the plain Will hear perhaps thy salutary strain : " Humility is gentle , apt to learn , Speak but the word , will listen and return . Alas , not so ! the poorest of the flock Are proud ...
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... and Windsor's hoary towers Stood trembling at the boldness of thy powers , That won a nymph on that immortal plain , Like her the fabled Phoebus wooed in vain : He found the laurel only - happier you The unfading 68 EXPOSTULATION .
... and Windsor's hoary towers Stood trembling at the boldness of thy powers , That won a nymph on that immortal plain , Like her the fabled Phoebus wooed in vain : He found the laurel only - happier you The unfading 68 EXPOSTULATION .
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Términos y frases comunes
beams beneath bids blessings blest bliss boast breast breath charms courser dark dear declension deeds deist delight divine docet dream earth Edmonton eyes fair fancy fear feel fire flowers folly fools frown Gilpin give glory God's grace hallowed ground hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly hope hour Inner Temple JOHN GILPIN joys land learned light lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never night NOSEGAY nymph once pain peace Pharisee pine-apples pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor praise pride prize proud prove Rome sacred scene scorn scripture shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound stand strain stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE VIRG virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wisdom woes wonder zeal
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Página 277 - His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones, With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which galled him in his seat. So "Fair and softly...
Página 276 - For saddle-tree scarce reach'd had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew Would trouble him much more.
Página 207 - I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Página 279 - Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! 'Tis for a thousand pound...
Página 280 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! Here's the house!" They all at once did cry ; "The dinner waits and we are tired.
Página 230 - LADY. SWEET stream, that winds through yonder glade, Apt emblem of a virtuous maid — Silent and chaste she steals along, Far from the world's gay busy throng ; • With gentle yet prevailing force, Intent upon her destined course ; Graceful and useful all she does, Blessing and blest where'er she goes.
Página 225 - And it seemed, to a fanciful view, To weep for the buds it had left with regret On the flourishing bush where it grew. I hastily seized it, unfit as it was For a nosegay, so dripping and drowned, And swinging it rudely, too rudely, alas ! I snapped it ; it fell to the ground. And such...
Página 183 - Tis not, as heads that never ache suppose, Forgery of fancy, and a dream of woes ; Man is a harp whose chords elude the sight, Each yielding harmony, disposed aright ; The screws reversed (a task which if He please God in a moment executes with ease) Ten thousand thousand strings at once go loose, Lost, till He tune them, all their power and use.
Página 209 - And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot.
Página 283 - The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.