The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 2Robert Carter, 1850 |
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... . Though the pleasures of London exceed In number the days of the year , Catharina , did nothing impede , Would feel herself happier here ; For the close - woven arches of limes On the 18 COWPER'S POEMS . To the Rev Mr Newton Catharina.
... . Though the pleasures of London exceed In number the days of the year , Catharina , did nothing impede , Would feel herself happier here ; For the close - woven arches of limes On the 18 COWPER'S POEMS . To the Rev Mr Newton Catharina.
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William Cowper Thomas Shuttleworth Grimshawe. For the close - woven arches of limes On the banks of our river , I know , Are sweeter to her many times Than aught that the city can show . So it is when the mind is endued With a well ...
William Cowper Thomas Shuttleworth Grimshawe. For the close - woven arches of limes On the banks of our river , I know , Are sweeter to her many times Than aught that the city can show . So it is when the mind is endued With a well ...
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... close of day , Chill'd more his else delightful way . Distant a little mile he spied A western bank's still sunny side , And right toward the favor'd place Proceeding with his nimblest pace , In hope to bask a little yet , Just reach'd ...
... close of day , Chill'd more his else delightful way . Distant a little mile he spied A western bank's still sunny side , And right toward the favor'd place Proceeding with his nimblest pace , In hope to bask a little yet , Just reach'd ...
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... close to Kilwick's echoing wood , Where oft the bitch - fox hides her hapless brood , Reserved to solace many a neighboring squire , That he may follow them through brake and brier , Contusion hazarding of neck , or spine , Which rural ...
... close to Kilwick's echoing wood , Where oft the bitch - fox hides her hapless brood , Reserved to solace many a neighboring squire , That he may follow them through brake and brier , Contusion hazarding of neck , or spine , Which rural ...
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... close around the old pit's brink , And thought again — but knew not what to think . The man to solitude accustom'd long , Perceives in everything that lives a tongue ; Not animals alone , but shrubs and trees Have speech for him , and ...
... close around the old pit's brink , And thought again — but knew not what to think . The man to solitude accustom'd long , Perceives in everything that lives a tongue ; Not animals alone , but shrubs and trees Have speech for him , and ...
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Aspasio bard beneath birds blest blood boast Boötes bosom breast breath call'd charms CLEMENT MAROT Cowper dear death delight divine dwell e'en Earl of Surrey earth ease eyes faith fame fear feel fill'd fire fix'd friendship gentle give glory grace groves hand happy hear heard heart heaven heavenly homeless birds hymns JEHOVAH-SHALOM JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH Jesus John Throckmorton light live Lord lyre Mary mind muse ne'er never night nymphs o'er OLNEY HYMN once pain pass'd peace Phoebus pine-apples pleasure poet praise prayer prove Psalms repose rest sacred Saviour scene seek seem'd shade shine shore sight sing Sir Thomas Wyatt skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound spirit stout spurs sweet tears thee theme thine thou art thou hast thought truth Twas verse vex'd voice wast WILLIAM HAYLEY youth
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Page 31 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, ' Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Page 119 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary...
Page 33 - But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
Page 440 - Toll for the brave ! The brave that are no more ! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land-breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset ; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.
Page 178 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Page 32 - I heard the bell tolled 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. Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown : May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more...
Page 206 - SOMETIMES a light -surprises The Christian, while he sings ; It is the Lord, who rises With healing in His wings : When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain.
Page 188 - Here may we prove the power of prayer To strengthen faith, and sweeten care, To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all Heaven before our eyes.
Page 191 - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, — It gives, but borrows none.
Page 28 - ... Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed 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.