The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley. Supplementary pages, Հատոր 41806 |
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... honour claim ; No sycophant , although of spaniel race ! And though no hound , a martyr to the chace ! Ye squirrels , rabbits , leverets , rejoice ! Your haunts no longer echo to his voice . This record of his fate exulting view , He ...
... honour claim ; No sycophant , although of spaniel race ! And though no hound , a martyr to the chace ! Ye squirrels , rabbits , leverets , rejoice ! Your haunts no longer echo to his voice . This record of his fate exulting view , He ...
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... honour with me , to give me always a true account of yourself , at least when we are not together , I shall always be un- happy , because always suspicious that you deceive me . Now for ourselves . I am , without the least dissimulation ...
... honour with me , to give me always a true account of yourself , at least when we are not together , I shall always be un- happy , because always suspicious that you deceive me . Now for ourselves . I am , without the least dissimulation ...
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... honours to it as I intend . Heaven knows , when that intention will be execut- ed , for the muse is still as obdurate and as coy as ever . Your kind postscript is just arrived , and gives me great pleasure ; when I cannot see you myself ...
... honours to it as I intend . Heaven knows , when that intention will be execut- ed , for the muse is still as obdurate and as coy as ever . Your kind postscript is just arrived , and gives me great pleasure ; when I cannot see you myself ...
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... honour to be numbered among their descendants . Well ! I have a little bookseller that makes me some amends for their deficiency . He has made me a present ; an act of libe- rality , which I take every opportunity to blazon , as it well ...
... honour to be numbered among their descendants . Well ! I have a little bookseller that makes me some amends for their deficiency . He has made me a present ; an act of libe- rality , which I take every opportunity to blazon , as it well ...
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... honour of the Oxonian laurel , and so much the more for the credit of those , who have fa- vored him with their suffrages . I am entirely of your mind respecting this con- flagration by which all Europe suffers at present , and is ...
... honour of the Oxonian laurel , and so much the more for the credit of those , who have fa- vored him with their suffrages . I am entirely of your mind respecting this con- flagration by which all Europe suffers at present , and is ...
Common terms and phrases
Adieu admirable affectionate afflicted appear bard bird-lime CALLIMACHUS charm Courtenay Cowper DEAR FRIEND dearest brother delight Dereham distress Eartham endeared endeavour Esqr excellent expression eyes favourite feel friendship genius GEORGE ROMNEY give grace Greek hand happy haste heart Heaven Homer honour hope Iliad JOHN JOHNSON John Throckmorton Johnny Johnson justly kind Kingston labour Lady Hesketh live Lord Thurlow Mary melancholy memory Milton mind morning nature never nihil obliged Odyssey once perhaps pleasure poem poet poetical poetry Pope powers praise present quæ quam quod racter reader reason received rejoice Revd Romney SAMUEL ROSE seems shew sight soon sorrow spirit sufferings talents tell tender thee thine thing thou tibi tion translation truth Unwin verse vex'd W. C. LETTER W. C. TO WILLIAM Weston Whig WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM HAYLEY wish write
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Էջ 157 - 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!
Էջ 181 - Nor, cruel as it seem'd, could he Their haste himself condemn, Aware that flight, in such a sea, Alone could rescue them; Yet bitter felt it still to die Deserted, and his friends so nigh. He long survives, who lives an hour In ocean, self-upheld; And so long he, with unspent power, His destiny repell'd; And ever as the minutes flew, Entreated help, or cried - 'Adieu!
Էջ 281 - WHAT is there in the vale of life Half so delightful as a wife, When friendship, love, and peace combine To stamp the marriage-bond divine ? The stream of pure and genuine love Derives its current from above ; And earth a second Eden shows, Where'er the healing water flows...
Էջ 156 - 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 ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will...
Էջ 158 - But ah! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary!
Էջ 182 - Adieu!' At length, his transient respite past, His comrades, who before Had heard his voice in every blast, Could catch the sound no more: For then, by toil subdued, he drank The stifling wave, and then he sank.
Էջ 449 - Time made thee what thou wast, king of the woods : And Time hath made thee what thou art — a cave For owls to roost in.
Էջ 451 - Thought cannot spend itself, comparing still The great and little of thy lot, thy growth From almost nullity into a state Of matchless grandeur, and declension thence, Slow, into such magnificent decay. Time was, when, settling on thy leaf, a fly Could shake thee to the root — and time has been When tempests could not.
Էջ 237 - With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say —
Էջ 180 - He loved them both, but both in vain, Nor him beheld, nor her again. Not long beneath the whelming brine...