The poetical works of William Cowper. With life of the author

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Milner and Sowerby, 1864 - 448 pages
 

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Page 377 - 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...
Page 349 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them. Then shifting his side, as a lawyer knows how, He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes, But what were his arguments few people know, For the court did not think they were equally wise. So his lordship decreed, with a grave solemn tone, Decisive and clear, without one if or but, That whenever the Nose put...
Page 241 - And, having dropped the expected bag, pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch ! Cold and yet cheerful : messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some ; To him indifferent whether grief or joy. Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks, Births, deaths, and marriages, epistles wet With tears, that trickled down the writer's cheeks Fast as the periods from his fluent quill, Or charged with amorous sighs of absent swains, Or nymphs responsive, equally affect His horse and him,...
Page 244 - Than those of age, thy forehead wrapp'd in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne A sliding car, indebted to no wheels, But urged by storms along its slippery way, I love thee, all unlovely as thou seem'st, And dreaded as thou art...
Page 288 - The night was winter in his roughest mood, The morning sharp and clear. But now at noon Upon the southern side of the slant hills, And where the woods fence off the northern blast, The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below...
Page 242 - Nor his, who patient stands till his feet throb, And his head thumps, to feed upon the breath Of -patriots, bursting with heroic rage, Or placemen, all tranquillity and smiles.
Page 376 - John he cried ; But John he cried in vain: That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein. So stooping down, as needs he must Who cannot sit upright.
Page 294 - The heart is hard in nature, and unfit For human fellowship, as being void Of sympathy, and therefore dead alike To love and friendship both, that is not pleased With sight of animals enjoying life, Nor feels their happiness augment his own.
Page 377 - Away went hat and wig ; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig. The wind did blow, the cloak did fly. Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button failing both. At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children scream d, Up flew the windows all ; And every soul cried out, Well done
Page 375 - That's well said ; And for that wine is dear, We will be furnished with our own, Which is both bright and clear.' John Gilpin kissed his loving wife; O'erjoyed was he to find, That though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud.

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