The pictures, placed for ornament and use, 130 3 WILLIAM COWPER.-Born, 1731. Died, 1800. William Cowper was born in the parsonage of Great Berkhampstead. His father was Chaplain to George II., and his mother, a lady by birth, was the daughter of a Norfolk squire. She died when Cowper was six years old. Delicate and sensitive from childhood, he had a taint of diseased melancholy which, from time to time, overshadowed his intellect; but when in comparative health he displayed an eminently vigorous, natural, and unaffected genius. The "Task" is his principal poem, and is distinguished, like all his other writings, by its purity and lofty tone, no less than its originality, delightful freshness, and manly strength of thought and expression. Cowper's Letters are the most delightful in the language. ON THE RECEIPT OF HIS MOTHER'S PICTURE. 14 Twelve rules for good living often 15 A game played with dice and a hung up in ale houses, where, certainly, they are very much needed. 1 solaced, comforted. board on which 63 circles from the figure of a goose. 2 The painter's art. The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim Faithful remembrancer of one so dear; I will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own: A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? 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." I heard the bell tolled 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. Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown; May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, 3 filial grief, that of a son. 4 Elysian reverie, delightful waking dreams. Elysium was the place of bliss, among the Greeks. Thy maidens, grieved, themselves, at my concern,5 I learned, at last, submission to my lot, Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; The biscuit, or confectionery plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed: 5 concern, here, grief. • Cowper's father was the Rev. John Cowper, rector of Great Berkhampstead. The rectory is here alluded to. All this, and more endearing still than all, Adds joy to duty, makes me glad to pay Not scorned in heaven, though little noticed here. 10 Could Time, his flight reversed, restore the hours, When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers," The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast humour interposed, temper breaking in. legible, readable, 9 numbers, verses. 10 Her embroidered robe 11 requite, repay. There sits quiescent12 on the floods, that show 12 quiescent, resting calmly. 13 impregnated, filled. 14 consort, husband. These lines were written in 1790. His mother had been dead 53 years: his father, 34. He, himself, was, now, a man of 59. 15 devious, wandering. 16 Cowper's father was of an old family, tracing its pedigree at least as far back as the reign of Edward IV. He was the son of a judge and the nephew of a Lord Chancellor. His mother also was descended, by four different lines, from Henry III., King of England. 17 unrevoked, not called back. |