The Poetical Works of William CowperMacmillan and Company, limited, 1924 - 536 pages |
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... fires At length , myfriend , the far - sent letterscome At morn we placed on his funeral bier At threescore winters ' end I died . Attic maid ! with honey fed 498 498 Eldest born of powers divine 500 443 431 499 En , quæ prodigia , ex ...
... fires At length , myfriend , the far - sent letterscome At morn we placed on his funeral bier At threescore winters ' end I died . Attic maid ! with honey fed 498 498 Eldest born of powers divine 500 443 431 499 En , quæ prodigia , ex ...
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... 374 • 477 35 360 433 • 412 • · 356 • 317 174 164 27 41 26 480 40 315 Sweet tenants of this grove 426 man lies That ocean you of late surveyed • 388 . 368 328 • 409 There was a time when Ætna's silent fire INDEX TO FIRST LINES . XV.
... 374 • 477 35 360 433 • 412 • · 356 • 317 174 164 27 41 26 480 40 315 Sweet tenants of this grove 426 man lies That ocean you of late surveyed • 388 . 368 328 • 409 There was a time when Ætna's silent fire INDEX TO FIRST LINES . XV.
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William Cowper William Benham. • 409 There was a time when Ætna's silent fire The saints should never be dismayed 175 24 The Saviour hides his face The Saviour , what a noble flame . The Sculptor ? -Nameless , though once dear to fame ...
William Cowper William Benham. • 409 There was a time when Ætna's silent fire The saints should never be dismayed 175 24 The Saviour hides his face The Saviour , what a noble flame . The Sculptor ? -Nameless , though once dear to fame ...
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... fire . Where these are not , so it might seem , God is not . As long as these feelings were kept alive by the unhealthful religious stimulants , Cowper could boast of his " decided Christian happiness . " But a time comes when ...
... fire . Where these are not , so it might seem , God is not . As long as these feelings were kept alive by the unhealthful religious stimulants , Cowper could boast of his " decided Christian happiness . " But a time comes when ...
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... fire . ' Tis yours , for true glory athirst , In high - flying ditty to rise On feathers renown'd from the first For bearing a goose to the skies . " The old man died in the following June . The letters of consolation which Cowper wrote ...
... fire . ' Tis yours , for true glory athirst , In high - flying ditty to rise On feathers renown'd from the first For bearing a goose to the skies . " The old man died in the following June . The letters of consolation which Cowper wrote ...
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Page 165 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 267 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men; Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass, The mere materials with which Wisdom builds, Till smoothed, and squared, and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems t' enrich. Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much ; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Page 308 - So am I!" But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there; For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin, out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the Calender's His horse at last stood still.
Page 348 - Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Page 309 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, " This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well." The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain; Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein : But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to misB The lumbering of the wheels.
Page 34 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 217 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew. To seek a tranquil death in distant shades. There was I found by One who had himself Been hurt by the archers. In his side he bore, And in his hands and feet, the cruel scars. With gentle force soliciting the darts, He drew them forth, and heal'd, and bade me live.
Page 187 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of Ocean on his winding shore...
Page 206 - I would express him simple, grave, sincere ; In doctrine uncorrupt ; in language plain, And plain in manner ; decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture ; much impressed 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 man.
Page 281 - 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.