The Task: A Poem. In Six Books. To which is Added, Tirocinium: Or, A Review of SchoolsThomas Dobson, bookseller, in Second-Street, second door above Chesnut-Street, 1787 - 186 |
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... reft , whom fate had plac'd In modeft mediocrity , content With base materials , fat on well - tann'd hides Obdurate and unyielding , glaffy fmooth , With here and there a tuft of crimson yarn , Or fcarlet crewel in the cushion fix'd ...
... reft , whom fate had plac'd In modeft mediocrity , content With base materials , fat on well - tann'd hides Obdurate and unyielding , glaffy fmooth , With here and there a tuft of crimson yarn , Or fcarlet crewel in the cushion fix'd ...
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... reft To which he forfeits ev'n the rest he loves . Not fuch th ' alert and active . Measure life By its true worth , the comforts it affords , And theirs alone feems worthy of the name . Good health , and its afsociate in the most ...
... reft To which he forfeits ev'n the rest he loves . Not fuch th ' alert and active . Measure life By its true worth , the comforts it affords , And theirs alone feems worthy of the name . Good health , and its afsociate in the most ...
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... reft , and with most caufe Thee , gentle favage ! whom no love of thee Or thine , but curiofity perhaps , * Or elfe vain - glory , prompted us to draw Forth from thy native bow'rs , to fhow thee here With what fuperior skill we can ...
... reft , and with most caufe Thee , gentle favage ! whom no love of thee Or thine , but curiofity perhaps , * Or elfe vain - glory , prompted us to draw Forth from thy native bow'rs , to fhow thee here With what fuperior skill we can ...
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... reft . Is it a time to wrangle , when the props And pillars of our planet seem to fail , And Nature with a dim and fickly eye To wait the clofe of all ? But grant her end More diftant , and that prophecy demands A longer refpite ...
... reft . Is it a time to wrangle , when the props And pillars of our planet seem to fail , And Nature with a dim and fickly eye To wait the clofe of all ? But grant her end More diftant , and that prophecy demands A longer refpite ...
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... reft are fober dreamers , grave and wise , And pregnant with discov'ries new and rare . Some write a narrative of wars and feats Of heroes little known , and call the rant , An history . Describe the man , of whom His own coævals took ...
... reft are fober dreamers , grave and wise , And pregnant with discov'ries new and rare . Some write a narrative of wars and feats Of heroes little known , and call the rant , An history . Describe the man , of whom His own coævals took ...
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The Task: A Poem. in Six Books. to Which Is Added, Tirocinium: Or, a Review ... William Cowper Podgląd niedostępny - 2018 |
The Task: A Poem, in Six Books; To Which Is Added, Tirocinium, Or a Review ... William Cowper Podgląd niedostępny - 2017 |
The Task: A Poem, in Six Books; To Which Is Added, Tirocinium, Or a Review ... William Cowper Podgląd niedostępny - 2017 |
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Strona 30 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Strona 144 - He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves beside. There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes.
Strona 178 - 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.
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Strona 171 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Strona 178 - To stroke his azure neck, or to receive The lambent homage of his arrowy tongue. All creatures worship man, and all mankind One Lord, one Father.
Strona 179 - All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, . And endless her increase. Thy rams are there, *Nebaioth, and the flocks of Kedar there ; The looms of Ormus, and the mines of Ind, And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there.
Strona 43 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own — Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design.
Strona 27 - 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 29 - Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not colour'd like his own...