Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ...J. Johnson, 1787 |
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... hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his pow'r Then grace the boney phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder - knot and gay cockade ; Cloath the twin brethren in each other's dress , The fame their occupation and ...
... hour , And death's own scythe would better speak his pow'r Then grace the boney phantom in their stead With the king's fhoulder - knot and gay cockade ; Cloath the twin brethren in each other's dress , The fame their occupation and ...
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... hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own , Subferviency his praife , and that alone . Poor England thou art a devoted deer ,, Befet with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nation's hunt ; all mark thee for a prey , They swarm around ...
... hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own , Subferviency his praife , and that alone . Poor England thou art a devoted deer ,, Befet with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nation's hunt ; all mark thee for a prey , They swarm around ...
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... hour already come , And a complete recov'ry ftruck him dumb .. But that effeminacy , folly , luft , Enervate and enfeeble , and needs muft , And that a nation fhamefully debas'd , Will be defpis'd and trampled on at last , Unless sweet ...
... hour already come , And a complete recov'ry ftruck him dumb .. But that effeminacy , folly , luft , Enervate and enfeeble , and needs muft , And that a nation fhamefully debas'd , Will be defpis'd and trampled on at last , Unless sweet ...
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... hour elaps'd , th ' incurable revolt Is punish'd , and down comes the thunder - bolt . If mercy then put by the threat'ning blow , Must she perform the fame kind office now ? May he and if offended heav'n be fill Acceffible and pray'r ...
... hour elaps'd , th ' incurable revolt Is punish'd , and down comes the thunder - bolt . If mercy then put by the threat'ning blow , Must she perform the fame kind office now ? May he and if offended heav'n be fill Acceffible and pray'r ...
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... hours , And like a scatter'd feed at random fown , Was left to fpring by vigor of his own . Lifted at length by dignity of thought , And dint of genius to an affluent lot , He laid his head in luxury's foft lap , And took too often ...
... hours , And like a scatter'd feed at random fown , Was left to fpring by vigor of his own . Lifted at length by dignity of thought , And dint of genius to an affluent lot , He laid his head in luxury's foft lap , And took too often ...
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Page 234 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 234 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, 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.
Page 261 - LITTLE inmate, full of mirth Chirping on my kitchen hearth. Wheresoe'er be thine abode, Always harbinger of good, Pay me for thy warm retreat With a song more soft and sweet ; In return thou shalt receive Such a strain as I can give.
Page 183 - That reaching home, the night, they said, is near, We must not now be parted, sojourn here — The new acquaintance soon became a guest, And made so welcome at their simple feast, He...
Page 250 - Did you admire my lamp, quoth he, As much as I your minstrelsy, You would abhor to do me wrong As much as I to spoil your song ; For 'twas the selfsame power divine Taught you.
Page 255 - He that holds fast the golden mean And lives contentedly between The little and the great Feels not the wants that pinch the poor Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door, Imbittering all his state.
Page 129 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropped upon his Bible was sincere : Assailed by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was, a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Page 166 - Ye powers who rule the tongue, if such there are, And make colloquial happiness your care, Preserve me from the thing I dread and hate, — A duel in the form of a debate.
Page 67 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store, Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light...
Page 68 - He praised perhaps for ages yet to come, She never heard of half a mile from home ; He lost in errors his vain heart prefers, She safe in the simplicity of hers.