The Poetical Works of William CowperW. Smith, 1839 - 516 páginas |
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... speak of , and to treat them as enthu- siasm and folly , have inward feelings of their own , which , though they would , they cannot suppress . We have been too long in the secret ourselves , to account the proud , the ambitious , or ...
... speak of , and to treat them as enthu- siasm and folly , have inward feelings of their own , which , though they would , they cannot suppress . We have been too long in the secret ourselves , to account the proud , the ambitious , or ...
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... Speak to the present times and times to come , They cry aloud in every careless ear , " Stop , while ye may , suspend your mad career ! O learn from our example and our fate , Learn wisdom and repentance ere too late ! " Not only vice ...
... Speak to the present times and times to come , They cry aloud in every careless ear , " Stop , while ye may , suspend your mad career ! O learn from our example and our fate , Learn wisdom and repentance ere too late ! " Not only vice ...
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... speak thee , or thy power address , Thou god of our idolatry , the Press ? By thee , religion , liberty , and laws Exert their influence , and advance their cause ; By thee , worse plagues than Pharaoh's land befel , Diffused , make ...
... speak thee , or thy power address , Thou god of our idolatry , the Press ? By thee , religion , liberty , and laws Exert their influence , and advance their cause ; By thee , worse plagues than Pharaoh's land befel , Diffused , make ...
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... speak , Trembling yet happy , confident yet meek . Since the dear hour , that brought me to thy foot , And cut up all my follies by the root , I never trusted in an arm but thine , Nor hoped but in thy righteousness divine : My prayers ...
... speak , Trembling yet happy , confident yet meek . Since the dear hour , that brought me to thy foot , And cut up all my follies by the root , I never trusted in an arm but thine , Nor hoped but in thy righteousness divine : My prayers ...
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... Speak but the word , will listen and return . Alas , not so ! the poorest of the flock Are proud , and set their faces as a rock ; Denied that earthly opulence they choose , God's better gift they scoff at and refuse . The rich , the ...
... Speak but the word , will listen and return . Alas , not so ! the poorest of the flock Are proud , and set their faces as a rock ; Denied that earthly opulence they choose , God's better gift they scoff at and refuse . The rich , the ...
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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...