Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ... |
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Σελίδα 47
Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air , that moment
they are free ; They touch our country , and their shackles fallo That ' s noble , and
bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing . Spread it then , And let it ...
Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air , that moment
they are free ; They touch our country , and their shackles fallo That ' s noble , and
bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing . Spread it then , And let it ...
Τι λένε οι χρήστες - Σύνταξη κριτικής
Δεν εντοπίσαμε κριτικές στις συνήθεις τοποθεσίες.
Άλλες εκδόσεις - Προβολή όλων
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
beauty beneath beſt BOOK breath bright cauſe charms clear cloſe courſe death deep delight divine dream earth eaſe ev'ry fair fall fame fancy faſt fear feed feel field firſt flow'r force fruits give grace half hand happy head heard heart heav'n himſelf hold honours hope human juſt kind land laſt leaſt leaves leſs light live means mind moſt muſt nature never night once peace perhaps play pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe prove reſt ſcene ſchools ſee ſeek ſeems ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſide ſmile ſome ſoon ſound ſtill ſuch ſweet taſte thee themſelves theſe thine things thoſe thou thought true truth turn uſe virtue WALK whoſe wind winter wiſdom worth
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Σελίδα 40 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threaten'd in the fields and groves?
Σελίδα 369 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Σελίδα 229 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory slept.
Σελίδα 99 - Defend me therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up...
Σελίδα 270 - See Salem built, the labour of a God ! Bright as a sun the sacred city shines ; All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, . And endless her increase.
Σελίδα 17 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Σελίδα 137 - 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.
Σελίδα 373 - Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw.
Σελίδα 217 - And the resplendent rivers ; his to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel. But who with filial confidence inspired Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say — My Father made them all.
Σελίδα 233 - I again perceive The soothing influence of the wafted strains, And settle in soft musings as I tread The walk, still verdant, under oaks and elms, Whose outspread branches overarch the glade.