The Poetical Works of William Cowper, 3. kötet

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William Pickering, 1831
 

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A Figurative Description of the Procedure of Divine Love
76
A Child of God longing to see him beloved
79
Aspirations of the Soul after
81
Gratitude and Love to
82
Happy SolitudeUnhappy
84
Divine Love endures no rival
90
SelfLove and Truth incompatible
96
The Secrets of Divine Love are to be kept
102
Watching unto God in the Night Season
111
The Joy of the Cross
117
Love increased by Suffering
124
On the Death of the University Beadle
131
On the Approach of Spring
140
Elegy VII
148
The Cottager and his Landlord A Fable
153
Nature unimpaired by Time
159
To his Father 163 To Salsillus a Roman Poet much indisposed
169
MINOR POEMS
171
On the Death of Damon
175
An Ode addressed to Mr John Rouse Librarian of
186
SonnetTo Charles Deodati
192
An EnigmaA needle small as small can be
199
The Cause won
206
No Sorrow peculiar to the Sufferer
212
Verses written at Bath on finding the Heel of a Shoe
215
The Fifth Satire of the First Book of Horace
222
The Ninth Satire of the First Book of Horace
229
A Tale founded on a Fact which happened in Jan 1779
235
The Colubriad
242
On the Loss of the Royal George
251
In Brevitatem Vitæ Spatii Hominibus Concessi
257
On the Queens Visit to London
263
To Warren Hastings
269
Another
275
The Retired
282
Yardley
288
To the Nightingale
294
Lines written in an Album of Miss Mores
295
Inscription for a Hermitage in the Authors Garden
301
Beaus Reply
307
On the Ice Islands seen floating in the German Ocean
314
To Sir Joshua Reynolds
324
Monumental Inscription to William Northcot
331
From the Greek of Julianus
334
On the Swallow
340
To Demosthenes
346
On one ignorant and arrogant
350
Translation from Virgil Æneid Book VIII Line 18
356
Ovid Trist Lib V Eleg XII
370
On the Benefit received by His Majesty from Sea Bathing
376
Epitaph on a Free but Tame Redbreast
382

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32. oldal - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
44. oldal - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee.
46. oldal - SOMETIMES a light surprises ^ The Christian while he sings : It is the Lord who rises With healing in His wings. When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it, after rain.
14. oldal - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
315. oldal - 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.
317. oldal - 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. No voice divine the storm allay'd, No- light propitious shone; When, snatch'd from all effectual aid, We perish'd each alone : But I beneath...
250. oldal - Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak. She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
32. 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.
29. oldal - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
36. oldal - GOD of my life, to Thee I call, Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint ! Where should I lodge my deep complaint ? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor...

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