Selections from Cowper's PoemsMacmillan, 1883 - 234 ページ |
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Beau marked beauty beneath birds Book charms clouds COVENTRY PATMORE Cowper cried dear death delight distant divine dream earth ease fame fancy farewell fast fear feel flagged admiral flew flocks flower FRANCIS TURNER Palgrave Gilpin grace half happy harmony Harrow School heard heart Heaven HEIR OF REDCLYFFE homeless birds hope John Gilpin king knew knows labour land light live Lord lyre MARK LEMON mind muse nature Nature's never Nose o'er once peace perhaps play pleasure poet poet's poor praise scene scorn seems Selected and arranged shade shine sight silent SIR NOEL PATON skies smile song soon soul sound storm stout spurs sway sweet Task tear thee theme thine thou hast thought thy growth toil tongue truth Twas verse virtue WARREN HASTINGS whate'er WILLIAM ALLINGHAM wind winter wonder youth
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24 ページ - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on th
156 ページ - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
129 ページ - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
231 ページ - THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF THE BEST SONGS AND LYRICAL POEMS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE. Selected and arranged, with Notes, by FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE.
80 ページ - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
218 ページ - His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. — Weigh the vessel up Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tears that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant main: But Kempenfelt is gone, His victories are o'er; And he and his eight hundred Shall plough the wave no more.
79 ページ - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more...
131 ページ - 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.
167 ページ - 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.
137 ページ - The Lord of all, himself through all diffused, Sustains, and is the life of all that lives. Nature is but a name for an effect, Whose cause is God.