The Unpublished and Uncollected Poems of William CowperT.F. Unwin, 1900 - 82 oldal |
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8. oldal
... Review , " 1784 . Box and Bays , Feb. , 1791 • Yardley Oak , with Excised Passages , 1791 To Sir John Fenn , May , 1792 · To Mary . With additional Stanza , & c . , 1793 Morsels . 57 59 61 63 64 76 · 77 81 List of Illustrations ...
... Review , " 1784 . Box and Bays , Feb. , 1791 • Yardley Oak , with Excised Passages , 1791 To Sir John Fenn , May , 1792 · To Mary . With additional Stanza , & c . , 1793 Morsels . 57 59 61 63 64 76 · 77 81 List of Illustrations ...
9. oldal
... Review ( June , 1890 ) . Particulars will be found at the end of each poem . It is not pretended that these pieces will add anything to Cowper's reputation , though the lines entitled " A Scag of Mercy and Judgment INTRODUCTION . 9 ...
... Review ( June , 1890 ) . Particulars will be found at the end of each poem . It is not pretended that these pieces will add anything to Cowper's reputation , though the lines entitled " A Scag of Mercy and Judgment INTRODUCTION . 9 ...
21. oldal
... Thy list'ning saints around . Sweet the sound of grace Divine , Sweet the grace which makes me Thine . This poem has appeared only in The Universal Review . A Thunder Storm . A crude off - hand production A SONG OF MERCY AND JUDdgment . 21.
... Thy list'ning saints around . Sweet the sound of grace Divine , Sweet the grace which makes me Thine . This poem has appeared only in The Universal Review . A Thunder Storm . A crude off - hand production A SONG OF MERCY AND JUDdgment . 21.
30. oldal
... of disgrace , Has only called a navy round To praise him to his face . This and the following poem have appeared only in The Universal Review . SIR HUGH PALLISER . An Address to the Mob on 32 ON THE TRIAL OF ADMIRAL KEPPEL .
... of disgrace , Has only called a navy round To praise him to his face . This and the following poem have appeared only in The Universal Review . SIR HUGH PALLISER . An Address to the Mob on 32 ON THE TRIAL OF ADMIRAL KEPPEL .
61. oldal
... REVIEW . " ( 1784. ) THESE critics , who to faith no quarter grant , But call it mere hypocrisy and cant 1 To make a just acknowledgment of praise , And thanks to God for governing our ways , The Reviewer had stigmatised the opinions of ...
... REVIEW . " ( 1784. ) THESE critics , who to faith no quarter grant , But call it mere hypocrisy and cant 1 To make a just acknowledgment of praise , And thanks to God for governing our ways , The Reviewer had stigmatised the opinions of ...
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The Unpublished and Uncollected Poems of William Cowper William Cowper,Thomas Wright Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
The Unpublished and Uncollected Poems of William Cowper William Cowper,Thomas Wright Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
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Admiral Keppel Ash Collection beneath Box and Bays Cockscombs COWPER MUSEUM Cowper's COWPER SOCIETY Coxcombs dear DON JOSÉ ECHEGARAY E. P. Ash e'en EPIGRAM excised passages restored excused the penalties Grace Divine GRAPHOTONE Grindon HAYLEY'S PORTRAIT heart Heaven HENRIK IBSEN illustrate Cowper's John Fenn John Newton joys Lady Hesketh Lady Lady Austen Lady Miss Ann LL.D love and duty Madam Guion Mary Miss Ann Green Morsels Museum at Olney MUSEUM Cowper's House MUSLIN IS FOUND occasion into playful PASSAGE IN EXPOSTULATION penalties of dull Pineapple pleasure Præmia praise Quam Raban rapid hours pursue RICHARD GARNETT Satanæ Sir Hugh Palliser sorrow soul Stole a Pen storm Sweet the grace Sweet the sound Thee Where love Thelyphthora Thine THOMAS WRIGHT thou art Thou hast thumb He soiled Thy choice Toot Translated from Madam Universal Review Wales's Standish Weston William Cowper written Yardley Oak
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77. oldal - 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...
78. oldal - 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 pressed, press gently mine! My MARY...
67. oldal - Oh, could'st thou speak, As in Dodona once thy kindred trees Oracular, I would not curious ask The future, best unknown, but at thy mouth Inquisitive, the less ambiguous past. By thee I might correct, erroneous oft, The clock of history, facts and events Timing more punctual, unrecorded facts Recovering, and misstated setting right...
71. oldal - The feller's toil, which thou could'st ill requite. Yet is thy root sincere, sound as the rock, A quarry of stout spurs and knotted fangs, Which, crook'd into a thousand whimsies, clasp The stubborn soil, and hold thee still erect.
44. oldal - The lie that burn'd thy fathers' bones to dust, That first adjudged them heretics, then sent Their souls to Heaven, and cursed them as they went? The lie that Scripture strips of its disguise, And execrates above all other lies, The lie that claps a lock on mercy's plan, And gives the key to...
48. oldal - My sole possession is thy love ; In earth beneath, or heaven above, I have no other store ; And though with fervent suit I pray, And importune thee night and day, I ask thee nothing more.
65. oldal - It seems idolatry, with some excuse, When our forefather Druids in their oaks Imagined sanctity.
67. oldal - 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. Once thy spreading boughs O'erhung the champaign ; and the numerous flocks That grazed it, stood beneath that ample cope Uncrowded, yet safe sheltered from the storm.
65. oldal - Which babes might play with ; and the thievish jay, Seeking her food, with ease might have purloin'd The auburn nut that held thee, swallowing down Thy yet close-folded latitude of boughs And all thine embryo vastness at a gulp.