PoemsJohn Bumpus, 1818 - 420 ページ |
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... pass the trifler by . Both baby - featured , and of infant size , Viewed from a distance , and with heedless eyes , Folly and innocence are so alike , The difference , though essential , fails to strike . Yet folly ever has a vacant ...
... pass the trifler by . Both baby - featured , and of infant size , Viewed from a distance , and with heedless eyes , Folly and innocence are so alike , The difference , though essential , fails to strike . Yet folly ever has a vacant ...
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... pass the threshold , you are caught ; Die then , if power Almighty save you not . There hardening by degrees , till doubled steeled , Take leave of nature's God , and God revealed ; Then laugh at all you trembled at before ; And ...
... pass the threshold , you are caught ; Die then , if power Almighty save you not . There hardening by degrees , till doubled steeled , Take leave of nature's God , and God revealed ; Then laugh at all you trembled at before ; And ...
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... passing wind . Then wherefore weep for England ? What appears In England's case to move the muse to tears ? The prophet wept for Israel ; wished his eyes Were fountains fed with infinite supplies : For Israel dealt in robbery and wrong ...
... passing wind . Then wherefore weep for England ? What appears In England's case to move the muse to tears ? The prophet wept for Israel ; wished his eyes Were fountains fed with infinite supplies : For Israel dealt in robbery and wrong ...
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... pass ; Jerusalem a prey , her glory soiled , Her princes captive , and her treasures spoiled ; Wept till all Israel heard his bitter cry , Stamped with his foot , and smote upon his thigh ; But wept , and stamped , and smote his thigh ...
... pass ; Jerusalem a prey , her glory soiled , Her princes captive , and her treasures spoiled ; Wept till all Israel heard his bitter cry , Stamped with his foot , and smote upon his thigh ; But wept , and stamped , and smote his thigh ...
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... of unreclaimed rude earth , The cradle that received thee at thy birth , Was rocked by many a rough Norwegian blast , And Danish howlings scared thee as they pass'd ; For thou wast born amid the din of arms , 60 EXPOSTULATION .
... of unreclaimed rude earth , The cradle that received thee at thy birth , Was rocked by many a rough Norwegian blast , And Danish howlings scared thee as they pass'd ; For thou wast born amid the din of arms , 60 EXPOSTULATION .
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Aspasio beneath bids blest boast breath cause charms dæmons deem delight distant divine docet dream e'en earth ease eyes fair fame fancy fear feel fire flower folly frown give glory grace hand happy hast heard heart heaven honour hope hour human John Gilpin labour land light live lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nebaioth never night nymphs o'er once Parnassian peace perhaps pine-apples pity pleasure poet poet's praise pride prize proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seems shade shine sighs sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound spleen stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee their's theme thine thou art thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE Virg virtue waste Weston Underwood WILLIAM BULL WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wonder worth youth
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328 ページ - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
387 ページ - I learned at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor...
150 ページ - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace,...
387 ページ - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age, Adds joy to duty, makes me glad to pay Such honours to thee as my numbers may; Perhaps a frail memorial, but sincere, Not scorned in heaven, though little noticed here.
387 ページ - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
317 ページ - 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 to enrich.
43 ページ - Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true A. truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew ; And in that charter reads with sparkling eyes Her title to a treasure in the skies.
388 ページ - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift! hast reached the shore ' Where tempests never beat nor billows roar;' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life, long since has anchored at thy side.
384 ページ - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with' an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods, Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage and full of grief.
196 ページ - Were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced; For all might see the bottle-necks Still dangling at his waist.