The Life of William CowperT.F. Unwin, 1892 - 681 páginas |
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... tell , it has taken nearly a hundred years to arrive at ; bit by bit practically the whole of Cowper's story has been laid bare , and there cannot now be much of importance concerning him that we do not know . The same year that saw the ...
... tell , it has taken nearly a hundred years to arrive at ; bit by bit practically the whole of Cowper's story has been laid bare , and there cannot now be much of importance concerning him that we do not know . The same year that saw the ...
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... tells us in his " Memoir , " " I had hardships of different kinds to conflict with , which I felt more sensibly in proportion to the tenderness with which I had been treated at home . But my chief affliction consisted in my being ...
... tells us in his " Memoir , " " I had hardships of different kinds to conflict with , which I felt more sensibly in proportion to the tenderness with which I had been treated at home . But my chief affliction consisted in my being ...
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... a dextrous pat ; The pleasing spectacle at once excites Such recollections of our own delights , That , viewing it , we seem almost to obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again . " Cowper , as he tells us himself , excelled at.
... a dextrous pat ; The pleasing spectacle at once excites Such recollections of our own delights , That , viewing it , we seem almost to obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again . " Cowper , as he tells us himself , excelled at.
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Thomas Wright. Cowper , as he tells us himself , excelled at cricket and other games . To Unwin , in an undated letter of 1786 , he says , " He who cannot look forward with comfort , must find what comfort he can in looking backward ...
Thomas Wright. Cowper , as he tells us himself , excelled at cricket and other games . To Unwin , in an undated letter of 1786 , he says , " He who cannot look forward with comfort , must find what comfort he can in looking backward ...
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... tells us- " nor without regret , Of hours that sorrow since has much endeared , How oft , my slice of pocket store consumed , Still hungering , penniless , and far from home , I fed on scarlet hips and stony haws , On EARLY DAYS AT ...
... tells us- " nor without regret , Of hours that sorrow since has much endeared , How oft , my slice of pocket store consumed , Still hungering , penniless , and far from home , I fed on scarlet hips and stony haws , On EARLY DAYS AT ...
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Términos y frases comunes
acquainted admire agreeable Albans amusement arrived beautiful brother Bull called church Clifton commenced conversation cousin Cowper says dear death delightful Eartham Emberton favour February garden gave Gayhurst give happy Hayley heard heart Hill Homer honour hope Huntingdon hymns Iliad John Cowper John Gilpin John Newton Johnson July June Lady Austen Lady Hesketh laudanum Lavendon lines live London look Lord Dartmouth Madan Martin Madan melancholy mind morning Mundesley never Newport Pagnell night Nonsense Club observed occasion Olney Olney Hymns once pleasure poem poet poet's poor prayer present received reference Sam Roberts says Cowper seems sent spirits Task Teedon tells thing thought Throckmorton Thurlow told took town translation Unwin verse vicarage volume walk Weston Weston Underwood wife William William Cowper writes written
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Página 423 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Página 430 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Página 121 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Página 359 - From many a twig the pendent drops of ice, That tinkle in the withered leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And learning wiser grow without his books.
Página 393 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing they are lost, and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man, His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer, and his will to serve.
Página 39 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Página 618 - 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...
Página 33 - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers — Yes.
Página 198 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Página 619 - The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary ! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign ; Yet, gently...