The Poetical Works of William CowperW. Smith, 1839 - 516 páginas |
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... skies , Stands most reveal'd before the freeman's eyes ; No shades of superstition blot the day , Liberty chases all that gloom away ; The soul , emancipated , unoppress'd , Free to prove all things , and hold fast the best , Learns ...
... skies , Stands most reveal'd before the freeman's eyes ; No shades of superstition blot the day , Liberty chases all that gloom away ; The soul , emancipated , unoppress'd , Free to prove all things , and hold fast the best , Learns ...
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... skies , Is but the fire without the sacrifice . The stream that feeds the well - spring of the heart Not more invigorates life's noblest part , Than virtue quickens with a warmth divine The powers that sin has brought to a decline . A ...
... skies , Is but the fire without the sacrifice . The stream that feeds the well - spring of the heart Not more invigorates life's noblest part , Than virtue quickens with a warmth divine The powers that sin has brought to a decline . A ...
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... skies ? And earthly sounds , though sweet and well com- And lenient as soft opiates to the mind , Leave vice and folly unsubdued behind . [ bined , Grey dawn appears , the sportsman and his train Speckle the bosom of the distant plain ...
... skies ? And earthly sounds , though sweet and well com- And lenient as soft opiates to the mind , Leave vice and folly unsubdued behind . [ bined , Grey dawn appears , the sportsman and his train Speckle the bosom of the distant plain ...
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... skies and softer air , That make Italian flowers so sweet and fair , Freshening his lazy spirits as he ran , Unfolded genially and spread the man ; Returning , he proclaims by many a grace , By shrugs and strange contortions of his face ...
... skies and softer air , That make Italian flowers so sweet and fair , Freshening his lazy spirits as he ran , Unfolded genially and spread the man ; Returning , he proclaims by many a grace , By shrugs and strange contortions of his face ...
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... skies ? But Christ as soon would abdicate his own , As stoop from heaven to sell the proud a throne . His dwelling a recess in some rude rock , Book , beads , and maple dish his meagre stock , In shirt of hair and weeds of canvass dress ...
... skies ? But Christ as soon would abdicate his own , As stoop from heaven to sell the proud a throne . His dwelling a recess in some rude rock , Book , beads , and maple dish his meagre stock , In shirt of hair and weeds of canvass dress ...
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Achaians Achilles ADAM Agamemnon Ajax Antilochus arms Asius Atreus Atrides Behold beneath boast bosom brave breast breath bright call'd chariot charms chief coursers dear death Deiphobus delight Diomede divine dread dream earth Eurypylus eyes fair faith fame fear feel fill'd fire flowers form'd fruit give glory grace Greece Greecians Greeks hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly Hector honour hope host Idomeneus Ilium Jove king labour light live Lord LUCIFER Lycian Menelaus mind muse never night nymphs o'er once pain Pallas pass'd Patroclus peace Peleus pleasure praise prayer Priam prove rest scene seek seem'd shalt shine sight skies smile song soon sorrow soul spear steeds stream sweet tears Telamonian Ajax Teucer thee thine thou art thou hast thought toil trembling Trojans Troy truth Tydeus verse virtue voice wind youth
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Página 110 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Página 161 - I heard the bell toll'd 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.
Página 52 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Página 59 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Arm'd 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 138 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Página 165 - Thy indistinct expressions seem Like language utter'd in a dream ; Yet me they charm, whate'er the theme, My Mary ! Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary ! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary ! Partakers of thy sad decline Thy hands their little force resign ; Yet, gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary...
Página 110 - Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine. Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear. Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And gallop'd off with all his might, As he had done before.
Página 109 - His long red cloak well brush'd 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 gall'd him in his seat. So fair and softly...
Página 135 - Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be : — Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me...
Página 52 - 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. Society, friendship, and love, Divinely bestow'd upon man, Oh, had I the wings of a dove, How soon would I taste you again ! My sorrows I then might assuage In the ways of religion and truth, Might learn from the wisdom of age, And be cheer'd by the sallies of...