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... human ear . Ten thousand warblers cheer the day , and one The five long night : nor these alone , whose notes Nice fingered art must emulate in vain , But cawing rooks , and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles , screaming ...
... human ear . Ten thousand warblers cheer the day , and one The five long night : nor these alone , whose notes Nice fingered art must emulate in vain , But cawing rooks , and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles , screaming ...
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... human mould , should brutalize by choice His nature ; and , though capable of arts , By which the world might profit , and himself , Self - banished from society , prefer Such squalid sloth to honourable toil ! Yet even these , though ...
... human mould , should brutalize by choice His nature ; and , though capable of arts , By which the world might profit , and himself , Self - banished from society , prefer Such squalid sloth to honourable toil ! Yet even these , though ...
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... human nature's broadest , foulest blot , Chains him , and tafks him , and exacts his sweat With stripes , that mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps , when she sees inflicted on a beast . Then what is man ? And what man , seeing this , And ...
... human nature's broadest , foulest blot , Chains him , and tafks him , and exacts his sweat With stripes , that mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps , when she sees inflicted on a beast . Then what is man ? And what man , seeing this , And ...
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... human and of brute Multitudes , fugitive on every side , And fugitive in vain . The sylvan scene Migrates uplifted ; and , with all its soil Alighting in far distant fields , finds out A new possessor , and survives the change . Ocean ...
... human and of brute Multitudes , fugitive on every side , And fugitive in vain . The sylvan scene Migrates uplifted ; and , with all its soil Alighting in far distant fields , finds out A new possessor , and survives the change . Ocean ...
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... stroke his adamantine scales , That fear no discipline of human hands . The pulpit , therefore ( and I name it filled With solemn awe , that bids me well beware With what intent I touch that holy thing ) - BOOK II , 39 THE TIME - PIECE .
... stroke his adamantine scales , That fear no discipline of human hands . The pulpit , therefore ( and I name it filled With solemn awe , that bids me well beware With what intent I touch that holy thing ) - BOOK II , 39 THE TIME - PIECE .
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Aspasio beauty beneath betimes boast bramble breath cause charge charms dæmons death deem delight distant divine dread dream earth ease ev'n fair fame fancy fear feed feel Fleet Street flowers folly fountain of eternal frown fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heard heart heaven honour human Inner Temple labour less liberty live lost lyre Mighty winds mind muse nature nature's Nebaioth never o'er once peace perhaps play pleasure plebeian powdered coat praise prize proud prove quake rapture rest riddance rude rural sacred scene scorn seek seems shade shine skies sleep sloth smile SOFA song soon soul sound spare sweet taste thee their's theme thine thou art thought toil trembling truth twas virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise wonder worth youth
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Seite 42 - Must stand acknowledged, while the world shall stand, The most important and effectual guard, Support, and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him ,the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Seite 44 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Seite 240 - THAT those lips had language! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine, — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, "Grieve not, my child; chase all thy fears away!
Seite 241 - 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.
Seite 88 - tis the twanging horn o'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in which the moon Sees her unwrinkled face reflected bright ; — He comes, the herald of a noisy world, With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks ; News from all nations lumbering at his back.
Seite 144 - A ray of heavenly light, gilding all forms Terrestrial in the vast and the minute; The unambiguous footsteps of the God, Who gives its lustre to an insect's wing, And wheels his throne upon the rolling worlds.
Seite 90 - Nor his, who patient stands till his feet throb And his head thumps, to feed upon the breath Of patriots bursting with heroic rage, Or placemen all tranquillity and smiles.
Seite 151 - I view the embattled tower Whence all the music. I again perceive The soothing influence of the wafted strains, And settle in soft musings as I tread The walk, still verdant under oaks and elms, Whose outspread branches overarch the glade. The roof...
Seite 176 - And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there. Praise is in all her gates : upon her walls, And in her streets, and in her spacious courts, Is heard salvation. Eastern Java there Kneels with the native of the farthest west, And .(Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand And worships. Her report has travell'd forth Into all lands.
Seite 93 - Shortening his journey between morn and noon, And hurrying him, impatient of his stay, Down to the rosy west ; but kindly still Compensating...