The Life of William Cowper, Esq: Comp. from His Correspondence and Other Authentic Sources of Information; Containing Remarks on His Writings, and on the Peculiarities of His Interesting Character, Never Before PublishedKey & Biddle, 1834 - 288 oldal |
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... Mary ! I want a lyre with other strings , Such aid from heaven as some have feigned they drew , An eloquence scarce given to mortals , new And undebased by meaner things ! That ere through age or woe I shed my wings , I may record thy ...
... Mary ! I want a lyre with other strings , Such aid from heaven as some have feigned they drew , An eloquence scarce given to mortals , new And undebased by meaner things ! That ere through age or woe I shed my wings , I may record thy ...
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... Mary , has again been attacked by the same disorder that threatened me last year with the loss of her , of which you were yourself a witness . The present attack has been much the severest . Her speech has been almost unin- telligible ...
... Mary , has again been attacked by the same disorder that threatened me last year with the loss of her , of which you were yourself a witness . The present attack has been much the severest . Her speech has been almost unin- telligible ...
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... Mary , and I shall be more reasonable than to grumble . I rose this morning , wrapt around with a cloud of melancholy , and with a heart full of fears ; but if I see my Mary's amendment a little advanced , I shall be better . " " Of ...
... Mary , and I shall be more reasonable than to grumble . I rose this morning , wrapt around with a cloud of melancholy , and with a heart full of fears ; but if I see my Mary's amendment a little advanced , I shall be better . " " Of ...
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... Mary's recovery ; it de- prives her of many a good turn in the orchard , and fifty times have I wished this very day , that Dr. Darwin's scheme of giving rudders and sails to the icelands , that spoil all our summers , were actually put ...
... Mary's recovery ; it de- prives her of many a good turn in the orchard , and fifty times have I wished this very day , that Dr. Darwin's scheme of giving rudders and sails to the icelands , that spoil all our summers , were actually put ...
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... Mary must be able to walk alone , to cut her own food , and to feed herself , and to wear her own shoes , for at present she wears mine . All these things considered , my friend and brother , you will see the expediency of waiting a ...
... Mary must be able to walk alone , to cut her own food , and to feed herself , and to wear her own shoes , for at present she wears mine . All these things considered , my friend and brother , you will see the expediency of waiting a ...
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282. oldal - 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 meager intellect. unfit To be the tenant of man's noble form.
31. oldal - SAVE me, O God ; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
41. oldal - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
78. oldal - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
16. oldal - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers — Yes.
255. oldal - Could catch the sound no more : For then, by toil subdued, he drank The stifling wave, and then he sank. No poet wept him : but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear : And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date: But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case.
283. oldal - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and though poor perhaps, compared 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 t...
259. oldal - YE, who with warmth the public triumph feel Of talents dignified by sacred zeal, Here, to devotion's bard devoutly just, Pay your fond tribute due to Cowper's dust ! England, exulting in his spotless fame, Ranks with her dearest sons his favourite name.
255. oldal - OBSCUREST night involved the sky, The Atlantic billows roared, When such a destined wretch as I, Washed headlong from on board, Of friends, of hope, of all bereft, His floating home for ever left. No braver chief could Albion boast Than he with whom he went, Nor ever ship left Albion's coast With warmer wishes sent. He loved them both, but both in vain, Nor him beheld, nor her again. Not long beneath the whelming brine...
46. oldal - Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.