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Strona 12
... waste without a tree . Thanks to Benevolus * -he spares me yet These chesnuts rang'd in corresponding lines ; And , though himself so polish'd , still reprieves The obsolete prolixity of shade . * John Courtney Throckmorton , Esq . of ...
... waste without a tree . Thanks to Benevolus * -he spares me yet These chesnuts rang'd in corresponding lines ; And , though himself so polish'd , still reprieves The obsolete prolixity of shade . * John Courtney Throckmorton , Esq . of ...
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... wastes what it enjoys . Refreshing change ! where now the blazing sun ? By short transition we have lost his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice ...
... wastes what it enjoys . Refreshing change ! where now the blazing sun ? By short transition we have lost his glare , And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime . Ye fallen avenues ! once more I mourn Your fate unmerited , once more rejoice ...
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... waste ; there spends the livelong day , And there , unless when charity forbids , The livelong night . A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown More tatter'd still ; and both but ill conceal A bosom heav'd ...
... waste ; there spends the livelong day , And there , unless when charity forbids , The livelong night . A tatter'd apron hides , Worn as a cloak , and hardly hides , a gown More tatter'd still ; and both but ill conceal A bosom heav'd ...
Strona 30
... waste For sight of ship from England . Ev'ry speck Seen in the dim horizon turns thee pale With conflict of contending hopes and fears . But comes at last the dull and dusky eve , And sends thee to thy cabin , well - prepar'd , To dream ...
... waste For sight of ship from England . Ev'ry speck Seen in the dim horizon turns thee pale With conflict of contending hopes and fears . But comes at last the dull and dusky eve , And sends thee to thy cabin , well - prepar'd , To dream ...
Strona 45
... waste his fairest works . The very elements , though each be meant The minister of man , to serve his wants , Conspire against him . With his breath he draws A plague into his blood ; and cannot use Life's necessary means , but he must ...
... waste his fairest works . The very elements , though each be meant The minister of man , to serve his wants , Conspire against him . With his breath he draws A plague into his blood ; and cannot use Life's necessary means , but he must ...
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Aspasio beauty beneath betimes boast bramble breath call'd cause charms dæmons death delight design'd distant divine dread dream Earth ease ev'n ev'ry ev❜n fair fame fancy fear feed feel flow'r folly form'd fountain of eternal fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heard heart Heav'n honour hope human labour learn'd less liberty live lost lov'd lyre Mighty winds mind muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps plac'd pleas'd pleasure plebeian pow'r praise proud prove quake rapture rest riddance rude rural sacred scene seek seem'd shade shine shrubs skies sleep sloth smile SOFA song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth Twas virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise worth youth
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Strona 61 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Strona 322 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long, 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own ; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she.
Strona 323 - 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?
Strona 228 - Than cruelty, most devilish of them all. Mercy to him that shows it is the rule And righteous limitation of its act, By which Heaven moves in pardoning guilty man : And he that shows none, being ripe in years, And conscious of the outrage he commits, Shall seek it, and not find it, in his turn.
Strona 210 - And of an humbler growth, the other tall, And throwing up into the darkest gloom Of neighbouring cypress, or more sable yew, Her silver globes, light as the foamy surf That the wind severs from the broken wave...
Strona 237 - One song employs all nations; and all cry, * Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !* The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain-tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Strona 325 - Wouldst softly speak and stroke my head and smile — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.
Strona 203 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Mem'ry slept.
Strona 38 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threatened in the fields and groves...
Strona 234 - Whose fire was kindled at the prophets' lamp, The time of rest, the promised sabbath, comes. Six thousand years of sorrow have well nigh Fulfilled their tardy and disastrous course Over a sinful world; and what remains Of this tempestuous state of human things Is merely as the working of a sea Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest...