The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volumen1J. Nichol, 1854 |
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... death for seventy years of William Cowper " ? The author of " The Task " was born on the 15th of No- vember ( an appropriate birth - time for one whose years were all winters , and each of his months a November ) 1731 , in the rectory ...
... death for seventy years of William Cowper " ? The author of " The Task " was born on the 15th of No- vember ( an appropriate birth - time for one whose years were all winters , and each of his months a November ) 1731 , in the rectory ...
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... death , I will fear no evil ; for Thou art with me ; " " and , like him , he was somewhat comforted , because " he gathered that some who fear God had been in that valley as well as himself . " At the bidding of a relation , however ...
... death , I will fear no evil ; for Thou art with me ; " " and , like him , he was somewhat comforted , because " he gathered that some who fear God had been in that valley as well as himself . " At the bidding of a relation , however ...
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... death , to Mary Cawthorne Unwin , and in November 11 , 1765 , became domesticated in their house . It was , on the whole , the most fortunate circumstance in his history . They were all amiable , gentle , intelligent , and Christian ...
... death , to Mary Cawthorne Unwin , and in November 11 , 1765 , became domesticated in their house . It was , on the whole , the most fortunate circumstance in his history . They were all amiable , gentle , intelligent , and Christian ...
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... death of the elder Unwin , who was killed by a fall from a horse . This led to the removal to the neighbouring village of Olney of the whole family , includ- ing the poet . Olney had no particular attractions , in point of scenery ; it ...
... death of the elder Unwin , who was killed by a fall from a horse . This led to the removal to the neighbouring village of Olney of the whole family , includ- ing the poet . Olney had no particular attractions , in point of scenery ; it ...
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... death . At all events , he became very ill , and Dr Cotton had again to be consulted . This , however , was a much gentler attack than the former . It was characterised by great sub- mission on the part of the sufferer , and what was ...
... death . At all events , he became very ill , and Dr Cotton had again to be consulted . This , however , was a much gentler attack than the former . It was characterised by great sub- mission on the part of the sufferer , and what was ...
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Página 208 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.
Página 389 - How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Página 399 - So stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent — " Did you admire my lamp," quoth he, ' As much as I your minstrelsy, ' You would abhor to do me wrong, ' As much as I to spoil your song ; ' For 'twas the self-same Power divine, ' Taught you to sing, and me to shine ; ' That you with music, I with light, ' Might beautify and cheer the night.
Página 209 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Página 388 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place.
Página 178 - Nor those of learn'd philologists, who chase A panting syllable through time and space, Start it at home, and hunt it in the dark, To Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah's ark ; But such as learning, without false pretence, The friend of truth, the associate of sound sense.
Página 209 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Página 189 - Here Ouse, slow winding through a level plain Of spacious meads with cattle sprinkled o'er, Conducts the eye along his sinuous course Delighted.
Página 209 - Receive our air, that moment they are free, They touch our country and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through ev'ry vein Of all your empire ; that where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Página 352 - Though mangled, hack'd and hew'd, not yet destroy'd, The little ones unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot, As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...