The Unpublished and Uncollected Poems of William CowperT.F. Unwin, 1900 - 82 oldal |
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11. oldal
... charged his hand With the thought - tracing quill , or tasked his mind With problems ! " The poem , however , was left unfinished . For the convenience of the public I have also printed the whole of the poem " To Mary " with the ...
... charged his hand With the thought - tracing quill , or tasked his mind With problems ! " The poem , however , was left unfinished . For the convenience of the public I have also printed the whole of the poem " To Mary " with the ...
54. oldal
... charged with selfish views Man boasts for man a principle of love ; But each with God a different course pursues , And interest is the spring by which they move . Oh , blindness of our mean and stupid race ! The selfish and the sordid ...
... charged with selfish views Man boasts for man a principle of love ; But each with God a different course pursues , And interest is the spring by which they move . Oh , blindness of our mean and stupid race ! The selfish and the sordid ...
68. oldal
... charged to inflict On other mighty ones , found also thee . What exhibitions various hath the world Witness'd of mutability in all I Moved . 2 [ Of full grown timber with moss - cushioned root High - swoln above the soil , and sides ...
... charged to inflict On other mighty ones , found also thee . What exhibitions various hath the world Witness'd of mutability in all I Moved . 2 [ Of full grown timber with moss - cushioned root High - swoln above the soil , and sides ...
74. oldal
... primer with his thumb He soiled , no grammar with his tears , but rose Accomplished in the only tongue on earth Taught then , the tongue in which he spake with God . ] Minority . No tutor charged his hand With the thought. 74 YARDLEY OAK .
... primer with his thumb He soiled , no grammar with his tears , but rose Accomplished in the only tongue on earth Taught then , the tongue in which he spake with God . ] Minority . No tutor charged his hand With the thought. 74 YARDLEY OAK .
75. oldal
William Cowper Thomas Wright. Minority . No tutor charged his hand With the thought - tracing quill , or task'd his mind With problems . History , not wanted yet , Leaned on her elbow , watching Time , whose course , Eventful , should ...
William Cowper Thomas Wright. Minority . No tutor charged his hand With the thought - tracing quill , or task'd his mind With problems . History , not wanted yet , Leaned on her elbow , watching Time , whose course , Eventful , should ...
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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.