Cowper's Minor PoemsJ. Sharpe, 1825 |
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... thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course . Yet O the thought , that thou art safe , and he ! The thought is joy , arrive what may to me . * Garth . My boast is not , that I deduce my birth 16 ON THE RECEIPT OF.
... thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course . Yet O the thought , that thou art safe , and he ! The thought is joy , arrive what may to me . * Garth . My boast is not , that I deduce my birth 16 ON THE RECEIPT OF.
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William Cowper. My boast is not , that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned , and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise— The son of parents pass'd into the skies . And now , farewell - Time unrevoked has run ...
William Cowper. My boast is not , that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned , and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise— The son of parents pass'd into the skies . And now , farewell - Time unrevoked has run ...
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... boast it their possession ? Profusion apes the noble part Of liberality of heart , And dulness of discretion . Cicero . If every polish'd gem we find , Illuminating heart or mind , Provoke to imitation ; No wonder Friendship does the ...
... boast it their possession ? Profusion apes the noble part Of liberality of heart , And dulness of discretion . Cicero . If every polish'd gem we find , Illuminating heart or mind , Provoke to imitation ; No wonder Friendship does the ...
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... boast a soul True as the needle to the pole , Their humour yet so various- They manifest their whole life through The needle's deviations too , Their love is so precarious . The great and small but rarely meet On terms of FRIENDSHIP . 25.
... boast a soul True as the needle to the pole , Their humour yet so various- They manifest their whole life through The needle's deviations too , Their love is so precarious . The great and small but rarely meet On terms of FRIENDSHIP . 25.
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... boast of rich and gay , Contribute to the gorgeous plan , Proud to advance it all they can . This plumage neither ... boasts a splendour ever new , Safe with protecting Montagu . To the same patroness resort , Secure of favour at her ...
... boast of rich and gay , Contribute to the gorgeous plan , Proud to advance it all they can . This plumage neither ... boasts a splendour ever new , Safe with protecting Montagu . To the same patroness resort , Secure of favour at her ...
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ALEXANDER SELKIRK Aspasio beneath bird bless'd blow boast bosom call'd Catharina charms cried dear death declension delight design'd divine dream dwell e'en earth ease Edmonton eyes fear feel flew flowers form'd friendship GEORGE ROMNEY GLOWWORM grace happy hear heard heart Heaven honour John Gilpin JOHN SHARPE JOSEPH HILL knew LADY learn'd length life's light live Mary mind MINOR POEMS Muses ne'er neighbour never night NOSEGAY numbers nymph o'er once pass'd peace PINEAPPLE pleasure poet poet's PORTBURY praise prove rest RICHARD WESTALL rose scene seem'd shine shore side sight sing skies smile song SONNET soon sorrow soul sound spare Stamp'd storm sweet tear tell thee theme thine Thou hast thought THRACIAN Throckmorton toil treasure truth Twas verse voice waste Whate'er WILLIAM HAYLEY wind wing wish wonder youth
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89 ÆäÀÌÁö - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he ; " yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
96 ÆäÀÌÁö - Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein; But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
14 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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, The parting word shall pass my lips no more...
95 ÆäÀÌÁö - And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware. So turning to his horse, he said, I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
53 ÆäÀÌÁö - The twentieth year is well-nigh past, Since first our sky was overcast ; Ah would that this might be the last ! My Mary ! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow — 'Twas my distress that brought thee low. My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disus'd, and shine no more, My Mary...
90 ÆäÀÌÁö - And keep it safe and sound. 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.
54 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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!
12 ÆäÀÌÁö - Deem our nation brutes no longer, Till some reason ye shall find Worthier of regard and stronger Than the colour of our kind. Slaves of gold, whose sordid dealings Tarnish all your boasted powers, Prove that you have human feelings Ere you proudly question ours ! PITY FOR POOR AFRICANS.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - On the whole, it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
92 ÆäÀÌÁö - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...