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Strona 9
Thus proud prerogative , not much rever ' d , Is seldom felt , though sometimes
seen and heard ; And in his cage , like parrot fine and gay , Is kept to strut , look
big , and talk away . Born in a climate softer far than ours , Not form ' d like us with
...
Thus proud prerogative , not much rever ' d , Is seldom felt , though sometimes
seen and heard ; And in his cage , like parrot fine and gay , Is kept to strut , look
big , and talk away . Born in a climate softer far than ours , Not form ' d like us with
...
Strona 19
... spent , and fumbles for his brains ; A prologue interdash ' d with many a stroke
An art contriv ' d to advertise a joke , So that the jest is clearly to be seen , Not in
the words but in the gap between : Manner is all in all , whate ' er is TABLE TALK
.
... spent , and fumbles for his brains ; A prologue interdash ' d with many a stroke
An art contriv ' d to advertise a joke , So that the jest is clearly to be seen , Not in
the words but in the gap between : Manner is all in all , whate ' er is TABLE TALK
.
Strona 33
Ecstasy sets her stamp on every mein ; Chins fallen , and not an eye - ball to be
seen . Still I insist , though music heretofore Has charm ' d me much , ( not e ' en
Occiduus more ) Love , joy , and peace , make harmony more meet For Sabbath
...
Ecstasy sets her stamp on every mein ; Chins fallen , and not an eye - ball to be
seen . Still I insist , though music heretofore Has charm ' d me much , ( not e ' en
Occiduus more ) Love , joy , and peace , make harmony more meet For Sabbath
...
Strona 50
The spells and ; charms , that blinded you before , All vanish there , and fascinate
no more , I am no preacher , let this hint sufficeThe cross , once seen , is death to
every vice : Else he that hung there suffer ' d all his pain , Bled , groan ' d , and ...
The spells and ; charms , that blinded you before , All vanish there , and fascinate
no more , I am no preacher , let this hint sufficeThe cross , once seen , is death to
every vice : Else he that hung there suffer ' d all his pain , Bled , groan ' d , and ...
Strona 53
Twas his ambition to be seen of men ; His virtues were his pride ; and that one
vice Made all his virtues gewgaws of no price ; He wore them , as fine trappings ,
for a show ; A praying , synagogue - frequenting , beau . The self - applauding
bird ...
Twas his ambition to be seen of men ; His virtues were his pride ; and that one
vice Made all his virtues gewgaws of no price ; He wore them , as fine trappings ,
for a show ; A praying , synagogue - frequenting , beau . The self - applauding
bird ...
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Strona 174 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' ' Good lack,' quoth he — ' yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Strona iv - Now when Daniel knew that the writing was signed, he went into his house; and his windows being open in his chamber toward Jerusalem, he kneeled upon his knees three times a day, and prayed, and gave thanks before his God, as he did aforetime.
Strona 179 - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware!" So, turning to his horse, he said, "I am in haste to dine; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Strona 38 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store, Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night, Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light...
Strona 177 - Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Strona 175 - So, fair and softly, John he cried, But John he cried in vain ; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Strona 94 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere ; Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Strona 208 - Not long beneath the whelming brine, Expert to swim, he lay; Nor soon he felt his strength decline, Or courage die away: But waged with death a lasting strife, Supported by despair of life.
Strona 207 - 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!
Strona 178 - His neighbour in such trim, Laid down his pipe, flew to the gate, And thus accosted him: What news? what news? your tidings tell; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bare-headed you are come, Or why you come at all ? Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke!
Informacje bibliograficzne
| Tytuł | Poems, Tom 1 Poems, William Cowper |
| Autor | William Cowper |
| Wydawca | J. Johnson, 1808 |
| W formie oryginalnej | Biblioteka Publiczna w Nowym Jorku |
| W formie cyfrowej | 28 Lis 2006 |
| Liczba stron | 436 |
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