The Life and Works of William Cowper: Now First Completed by the Introduction of His "Private Correspondence.", Volumen7Saunders and Otley, 1835 |
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... voice Conspiring , may attest his bright design . Nor even then , dismissing as perform'd His pleasant work , may he suppose it done . Few self - supported flowers endure the wind Uninjured , but expect the upholding aid Of the smooth ...
... voice Conspiring , may attest his bright design . Nor even then , dismissing as perform'd His pleasant work , may he suppose it done . Few self - supported flowers endure the wind Uninjured , but expect the upholding aid Of the smooth ...
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... voice and utterance once again . Now stir the fire , and close the shutters fast , Let fall the curtains , wheel the sofa round , And , while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column , and the cups , That cheer but ...
... voice and utterance once again . Now stir the fire , and close the shutters fast , Let fall the curtains , wheel the sofa round , And , while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column , and the cups , That cheer but ...
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... voice , symphonious , yet distinct , And in the charming strife triumphant still , Beguile the night , and set a keener edge On female industry : the threaded steel Flies swiftly , and unfelt the task proceeds . The volume closed , the ...
... voice , symphonious , yet distinct , And in the charming strife triumphant still , Beguile the night , and set a keener edge On female industry : the threaded steel Flies swiftly , and unfelt the task proceeds . The volume closed , the ...
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... voice Is but an instrument , on which the priest May play what tune he pleases . In the deed , The unequivocal , authentic deed , We find sound argument , we read the heart . ” Such reasonings ( if that name must needs belong To excuses ...
... voice Is but an instrument , on which the priest May play what tune he pleases . In the deed , The unequivocal , authentic deed , We find sound argument , we read the heart . ” Such reasonings ( if that name must needs belong To excuses ...
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... VOICE is wanted . He must speak , Whose word leaps forth at once to its effect ; Who calls for things that are not , and they come . Grace makes the slave a freeman . ' Tis a change That turns to ridicule the turgid speech And stately ...
... VOICE is wanted . He must speak , Whose word leaps forth at once to its effect ; Who calls for things that are not , and they come . Grace makes the slave a freeman . ' Tis a change That turns to ridicule the turgid speech And stately ...
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Página 38 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on th
Página 226 - 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 249 - Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods ; Sage...
Página 351 - Though duly from my hand he took His pittance every night, He did it with a jealous look, And, when he could, would bite. His diet was of wheaten bread, And milk, and oats, and straw ; Thistles, or lettuces instead, With sand to scour his maw. On twigs of hawthorn he regaled, On pippins' russet peel, And, when his juicy salads fail'd, Sliced carrot pleased him well.
Página 184 - 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 his spectacles on, By daylight or candlelight — Eyes should be shut.
Página 225 - 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 screamed, up flew the windows all, And every soul cried out,
Página 223 - Where they did all get in ; Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin.
Página 180 - 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 66 - The verdure of the plain lies buried deep Beneath the dazzling deluge ; and the bents And coarser grass, upspearing o'er the rest, Of late unsightly and unseen, now shine Conspicuous, and in bright apparel clad, And fledged with icy feathers, nod superb. The cattle mourn in corners where the fence Screens them, and seem half-petrified to sleep In unrecumbent sadness.
Página 99 - THERE is in souls a sympathy with sounds, And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased With melting airs or martial, brisk or grave. Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.