Poems, Band 1Stereotyped and printed by Andrew Wilson for J. Johnson, 1808 |
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... Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Ass7 9fl It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : quia qo Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , ade And I will sing , if Liberty ...
... Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Ass7 9fl It's clearest tone , the rapture it inspires : quia qo Place me where Winter breathes his keenest air , ade And I will sing , if Liberty ...
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... lost , In all , that wars against that title most ; What follows next let cities of great name , And regions long since desolate proclaim Nineveh , Babylon , and ancient Rome , Speak to the present times , and times to come ; They cry ...
... lost , In all , that wars against that title most ; What follows next let cities of great name , And regions long since desolate proclaim Nineveh , Babylon , and ancient Rome , Speak to the present times , and times to come ; They cry ...
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... lost their way ; And being always prim'd with politesse For men of their appearance and address , With much compassion undertakes the task , To tell them more than they have wit to ask ; Points to inscriptions wheresoe'er they tread ...
... lost their way ; And being always prim'd with politesse For men of their appearance and address , With much compassion undertakes the task , To tell them more than they have wit to ask ; Points to inscriptions wheresoe'er they tread ...
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... lost , RMĀ Sees , far as human optics may command , idoral A sleeping fog , and fancies it dry land : 32 magaga Spreads all his canvass , ev'ry sinew plies o Pants for't , aims at it , enters it , and dies ! Then farewell all self ...
... lost , RMĀ Sees , far as human optics may command , idoral A sleeping fog , and fancies it dry land : 32 magaga Spreads all his canvass , ev'ry sinew plies o Pants for't , aims at it , enters it , and dies ! Then farewell all self ...
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... lost . Heav'n on such terms ! ( they cry with proud disdain ) Incredible , impossible , and vain ! →→ Rebel , because ' tis easy to obey ; And seorn , for it's own sake , the gracious way . These are the sober , in whose cooler brains ...
... lost . Heav'n on such terms ! ( they cry with proud disdain ) Incredible , impossible , and vain ! →→ Rebel , because ' tis easy to obey ; And seorn , for it's own sake , the gracious way . These are the sober , in whose cooler brains ...
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beams beneath bids blest bliss boast call'd charms courser dear delight design'd divine docet dream Earth Edmonton errour ev'n ev'ry eyes fancy fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown Gilpin give glory God's grace hand happy hast hear heart Heav'n heav'nly hope hour int'rest John Gilpin joys land light Lincoln's Inn Fields lov'd lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse Nature never o'er once pass'd peace pharisee pity plain pleasure poet poet's poor pow'r praise pray'rs pride prove rais'd sacred scene scorn Scripture seem'd shine sight skies slave smile song soon sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand strain stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE Virg virtue waste Whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wisdom wrath YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY zeal
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Seite 325 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman ! Not one of them was mute ; And all and each that pass'd that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before, That Gilpin rode a race.
Seite 319 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more.
Seite 227 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Seite 226 - 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.
Seite 277 - Sighs must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards ; Think how many backs have smarted For the sweets your cane affords.
Seite 171 - The scene of all those sorrows left behind, Sought their own village, busied as they went In musings worthy of the great event : They spake of him they loved, of him whose life, Though blameless, had incurr'd perpetual strife, Whose deeds had left, in spite of hostile arts, A deep memorial graven on their hearts.
Seite 319 - John he cried ; But John he cried in vain, That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein. So stooping down, as needs he must Who cannot sit upright, He grasp'd the mane with both his hands And eke with all his might.
Seite 278 - 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.
Seite 122 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere ; Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Seite 227 - 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.