Poems, Հատոր 21817 |
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... play of lungs , inhaling and again Respiring freely the fresh air , that makes Swift pace or steep ascent no toil to me , Mine have not pilfered yet ; nor yet impaired My relish of fair prospect ; scenes that soothed Or charmed me young ...
... play of lungs , inhaling and again Respiring freely the fresh air , that makes Swift pace or steep ascent no toil to me , Mine have not pilfered yet ; nor yet impaired My relish of fair prospect ; scenes that soothed Or charmed me young ...
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... Play wanton , every moment , every spot . And now , with nerves new - braced and spirits cheered , We tread the wilderness , whose well - rolled walks , With curvature of slow and easy sweep- Deception innocent - give ample space To ...
... Play wanton , every moment , every spot . And now , with nerves new - braced and spirits cheered , We tread the wilderness , whose well - rolled walks , With curvature of slow and easy sweep- Deception innocent - give ample space To ...
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... her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand To deal and shuffle , to divide and sort Her mingled suits and sequences ; and sits , Spectatress both and spectacle , a sad And silent cipher 16 воок 1 . THE TASK .
... her cards , But cannot play them , borrows a friend's hand To deal and shuffle , to divide and sort Her mingled suits and sequences ; and sits , Spectatress both and spectacle , a sad And silent cipher 16 воок 1 . THE TASK .
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... plays . Others are dragged into the crowded room Between supporters ; and , once seated , sit , Through downright inability to rise , Till the stout bearers lift the corpse again . These speak a loud memento . Yet even these Themselves ...
... plays . Others are dragged into the crowded room Between supporters ; and , once seated , sit , Through downright inability to rise , Till the stout bearers lift the corpse again . These speak a loud memento . Yet even these Themselves ...
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... play tricks , will he indulge A silly fond conceit of his fair form , And just proportion , fashionable mien , And pretty face , in presence of his God ? Or will he seek to dazzle me with tropes , As with the diamond on his lily hand ...
... play tricks , will he indulge A silly fond conceit of his fair form , And just proportion , fashionable mien , And pretty face , in presence of his God ? Or will he seek to dazzle me with tropes , As with the diamond on his lily hand ...
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Poems: With a Biographical and Critical Introduction, Հատոր 2 William Cowper Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1852 |
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Էջ 27 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Էջ 35 - Must stand acknowledged, while the world shall stand, The most important and effectual guard, Support and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth: there stands The legate of the skies! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the gospel whispers peace.
Էջ 78 - Made vocal for the amusement of the rest ; The sprightly lyre, whose treasure of sweet sounds The touch from many a trembling chord shakes out ; And the clear voice, symphonious, yet distinct, And in the charming strife triumphant still, Beguile the night, and set a keener edge On female industry : the threaded steel Flies swiftly, and unfelt the task proceeds.
Էջ 197 - 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.
Էջ 37 - And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men. Behold the picture ! Is it like ? — Like whom ? The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again ; pronounce a text ; Cry — hem ; and reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene...
Էջ 125 - Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much ; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more. Books are not seldom talismans and spells By which the magic art of shrewder wits Holds an unthinking multitude enthralled.
Էջ 74 - Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks, Births, deaths, and marriages, epistles wet With tears that trickled down the writer's cheeks Fast as the periods from his fluent quill, Or...
Էջ 199 - 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.
Էջ 144 - 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.
Էջ 109 - Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume, And we are weeds without it. All constraint, Except what wisdom lays on evil men, Is evil ; hurts the faculties, impedes Their progress in the road of science ; blinds The eyesight of discovery, and begets In those that suffer it a sordid mind Bestial, a meagre intellect, unfit To be the tenant of man's noble form.