Poems; to which is prefixed a memoir of the author by J. M'DiarmidOliver & Boyd, 1837 - 514 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 25
... give him many anxious and uneasy thoughts as to his fu- ture means of subsistence . He had never applied to the study of law with the diligence of a man whose C spairing as to the issue . The feelings of a WILLIAM COWPER . 25.
... give him many anxious and uneasy thoughts as to his fu- ture means of subsistence . He had never applied to the study of law with the diligence of a man whose C spairing as to the issue . The feelings of a WILLIAM COWPER . 25.
Σελίδα 30
... give him my sen- timents upon the question . I did so , and argued against it . My father heard my reasons and was silent , neither approving nor disapproving , from whence I inferred that he sided with the author against me . " — And ...
... give him my sen- timents upon the question . I did so , and argued against it . My father heard my reasons and was silent , neither approving nor disapproving , from whence I inferred that he sided with the author against me . " — And ...
Σελίδα 41
... give me full satisfaction as to the propriety of declining it . Indeed , they who have the least idea of what I have suffered from the dread of public exhibitions , will rea . dily excuse my never attempting them hereafter . In the mean ...
... give me full satisfaction as to the propriety of declining it . Indeed , they who have the least idea of what I have suffered from the dread of public exhibitions , will rea . dily excuse my never attempting them hereafter . In the mean ...
Σελίδα 45
... give her credit for a secret intercourse of this kind with the Prince of Darkness . " * John Cowper was a man much esteemed for his amiable manners and extensive ac- The fortune - teller seems to have been an old soldier , and not a ...
... give her credit for a secret intercourse of this kind with the Prince of Darkness . " * John Cowper was a man much esteemed for his amiable manners and extensive ac- The fortune - teller seems to have been an old soldier , and not a ...
Σελίδα 49
... give way to any of these weaknesses . " Amusements , " he observes , writing to the Rev. William Unwin , " are necessary in retirement like mine , especially in such a sable state of mind as I labour under . The necessity of amusement ...
... give way to any of these weaknesses . " Amusements , " he observes , writing to the Rev. William Unwin , " are necessary in retirement like mine , especially in such a sable state of mind as I labour under . The necessity of amusement ...
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Alloway Kirk beauty beneath bids blank verse blest boast breath call'd cause charms Cowper dæmons delight design'd divine dread dream e'en earth ease ev'ry eyes fair fame fancy fear feel flow'rs folly form'd frown genius give glory grace hand happy hast Hayley heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hertfordshire honour hope hour House of Peers Iliad John Gilpin John Throckmorton labour Lady land light lov'd lyre mercy mind muse nature Nebaioth never o'er Olney once pain peace perhaps pleasure poem poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r pride proud prove rude sacred scene scorn seem'd seems shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound Stamp'd stream sweet task taste telescopic eye thee theme thine things thou thought toil tongue truth Twas Unwin verse VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth
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Σελίδα 496 - 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. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Σελίδα 89 - 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...
Σελίδα 380 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us-! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Σελίδα 89 - Thy indistinct expressions seem Like language uttered in a dream; Yet me they charm, whate'er the theme, My Mary ! Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign; Yet gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!
Σελίδα 256 - Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Σελίδα 466 - What news? what news? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, " Or why you come at all ?" Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ; And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : "I came because your horse would come, And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, — • They are upon the road.
Σελίδα 91 - Nor, cruel as it seemed, could he Their haste himself condemn, Aware that flight, in such a sea, Alone could rescue them; Yet bitter felt it still to die Deserted, and his friends so nigh. He long survives, who lives an hour In ocean, self-upheld; And so long he, with unspent power, His destiny repelled; And ever, as the minutes flew, Entreated help, or cried 'Adieu...
Σελίδα 281 - Like whom ? The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again ; pronounce a text; Cry — hem; and reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene...
Σελίδα 416 - 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.
Σελίδα 508 - I kept him for his humour's sake, For he would oft beguile My heart of thoughts that made it ache, And force me to a smile.