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Adieu admirable affectionate afflicted appear bard brother charm Courtenay Cowper DEAR FRIEND dearest delight Dereham distress Eartham endeavour Esqr excellent expressed eyes favourite feel friendship genius give grace Greek hand happy haste heart Heaven Homer honour hope hospitium Hurdis Iliad John Throckmorton Johnny Johnson justly kind labour Lady Hesketh Latin live Lord Thurlow Mary melancholy Milton mind morning nature never nihil obliged Odyssey once Paradise Lost passage perhaps person pleasure poem poet poetical poetry Pope powers praise present quae Qualia quam quod racter reader reason received rejoice Revd Romney SAMUEL ROSE seems shew sibi sight soon sorrow spect spirit sublime sufferings talents Task tell tender thank thee thine thing thou tibi tion translation truly truth Unwin verse vex'd W. C. LETTER Weston Whig WILLIAM HAYLEY wish write
179. oldal - That pitiless perforce, They left their outcast mate behind, And scudded still before the wind. Some succour yet they could afford ; And, such as storms allow, The cask, the coop, the floated cord, Delay'd not to bestow.
156. oldal - And still to love, though prest with ill, In wintry age to feel no chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary ! But ah ! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary ! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, Thy worn-out heart will break at last — My Mary ! W.
180. 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.
235. oldal - Are they not his by a peculiar right, And by an emphasis of interest his, Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy, Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love That plann'd, and built, and still upholds a world So clothed with beauty for rebellious man...
433. oldal - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
235. 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.
179. oldal - Delay'd not to bestow : But he, they knew, nor ship nor shore, Whate'er they gave, should visit more.
178. 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 forever left.