The Poetical Works of William CowperW. Smith, 1839 - 516 σελίδες |
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... tears The laurel that the very lightning spares , Brings down the warrior's trophy to the dust , And eats into his bloody sword like rust . B. I grant , that men continuing what they are , Fierce , avaricious , proud , there must be war ...
... tears The laurel that the very lightning spares , Brings down the warrior's trophy to the dust , And eats into his bloody sword like rust . B. I grant , that men continuing what they are , Fierce , avaricious , proud , there must be war ...
Σελίδα 14
... tears Channel her cheeks , -a Niobe appears . Is this a saint ? Throw tints and all away ! True piety is cheerful as the day , Will weep indeed and heave a pitying groan For others ' woes , but smiles upon her own . What purpose has the ...
... tears Channel her cheeks , -a Niobe appears . Is this a saint ? Throw tints and all away ! True piety is cheerful as the day , Will weep indeed and heave a pitying groan For others ' woes , but smiles upon her own . What purpose has the ...
Σελίδα 16
... tears of joy , and bursts into a song . But the same word that , like the polish'd share , Ploughs up the roots of a believer's care , Kills too the flowery weeds , where'er they grow , That bind the sinner's Bacchanalian brow . Oh that ...
... tears of joy , and bursts into a song . But the same word that , like the polish'd share , Ploughs up the roots of a believer's care , Kills too the flowery weeds , where'er they grow , That bind the sinner's Bacchanalian brow . Oh that ...
Σελίδα 17
... tears below , That never fail'd , nor shall it fail me now . Angelic gratulations rend the skies , Pride falls unpitied , never more to rise , EXPOSTULATION . Tantane , tam patiens , nullo certamine tolli Dona sines ? VIRGIL . WHY weeps ...
... tears below , That never fail'd , nor shall it fail me now . Angelic gratulations rend the skies , Pride falls unpitied , never more to rise , EXPOSTULATION . Tantane , tam patiens , nullo certamine tolli Dona sines ? VIRGIL . WHY weeps ...
Σελίδα 27
... tear That pity had engender'd , drop one here . This man was happy , -had the world's good word , And with it every ... tears bedew his cheeks : Joy , far superior joy , that much outweighs The comfort of a few poor added days , Invades ...
... tear That pity had engender'd , drop one here . This man was happy , -had the world's good word , And with it every ... tears bedew his cheeks : Joy , far superior joy , that much outweighs The comfort of a few poor added days , Invades ...
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Achaians Achilles ADAM Agamemnon Ajax Antilochus arms Asius Atreus Atrides Behold beneath boast bosom brave breast breath bright call'd chariot charms chief coursers dear death Deiphobus delight Diomede divine dread dream earth Eurypylus eyes fair faith fame fear feel fill'd fire flowers form'd fruit give glory grace Greece Greecians Greeks hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly Hector honour hope host Idomeneus Ilium Jove king labour light live Lord LUCIFER Lycian Menelaus mind muse never night nymphs o'er once pain Pallas pass'd Patroclus peace Peleus pleasure praise prayer Priam prove rest scene seek seem'd shalt shine sight skies smile song soon sorrow soul spear steeds stream sweet tears Telamonian Ajax Teucer thee thine thou art thou hast thought toil trembling Trojans Troy truth Tydeus verse virtue voice wind youth
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Σελίδα 110 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Σελίδα 161 - I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was.
Σελίδα 52 - 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 59 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Arm'd with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. Regions Caesar never knew, Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Σελίδα 138 - 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.
Σελίδα 165 - Thy indistinct expressions seem Like language utter'd 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 110 - Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine. Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear. Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And gallop'd off with all his might, As he had done before.
Σελίδα 109 - His long red cloak well brush'd and neat He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which gall'd him in his seat. So fair and softly...
Σελίδα 135 - Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be : — Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me...
Σελίδα 52 - I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts, that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me. Society, friendship, and love, Divinely bestow'd upon man, Oh, had I the wings of a dove, How soon would I taste you again ! My sorrows I then might assuage In the ways of religion and truth, Might learn from the wisdom of age, And be cheer'd by the sallies of...