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... dark decisive hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own ; Subserviency his praise , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nations hunt ; all mark thee for a prey ; They ...
... dark decisive hour . So Gideon earn'd a vict'ry not his own ; Subserviency his praise , and that alone . Poor England ! thou art a devoted deer , Beset with ev'ry ill but that of fear . The nations hunt ; all mark thee for a prey ; They ...
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... dark displeasure o'er the scene . All are his instruments ; each form of war , What burns at home , or threatens from afar , Nature in arms , her elements at strife , The storms that overset the joys of life , Are but his rods to ...
... dark displeasure o'er the scene . All are his instruments ; each form of war , What burns at home , or threatens from afar , Nature in arms , her elements at strife , The storms that overset the joys of life , Are but his rods to ...
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... darkness pass'd , Emerg'd all splendour in our isle at last . Thus lovely halcyons dive into the main , Then show far off their shining plumes again . A. Is genius only found in epic lays ? Prove this , and forfeit all pretence to ...
... darkness pass'd , Emerg'd all splendour in our isle at last . Thus lovely halcyons dive into the main , Then show far off their shining plumes again . A. Is genius only found in epic lays ? Prove this , and forfeit all pretence to ...
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... , harsh , intolerant , austere , Parent of manners like herself severe , Drew a rough copy of the Christian face Without the smile , the sweetness , or the grace ; The dark and sullen humour of the time Judg'd ev'ry 32 TABLE TALK .
... , harsh , intolerant , austere , Parent of manners like herself severe , Drew a rough copy of the Christian face Without the smile , the sweetness , or the grace ; The dark and sullen humour of the time Judg'd ev'ry 32 TABLE TALK .
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William Cowper. The dark and sullen humour of the time Judg'd ev'ry effort of the muse a crime ; Verse , in the finest mould of fancy cast , Was lumber'd in an age so void of taste : But , when the second Charles assum'd the sway , And ...
William Cowper. The dark and sullen humour of the time Judg'd ev'ry effort of the muse a crime ; Verse , in the finest mould of fancy cast , Was lumber'd in an age so void of taste : But , when the second Charles assum'd the sway , And ...
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Page 312 - Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, 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.
Page 314 - 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 ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 312 - 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.
Page 379 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay,— So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore " Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar," And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Page 337 - The songster heard his short oration, And warbling out his approbation, Released him, as my story tells, And found a supper somewhere else. Hence jarring sectaries may learn Their real interest to discern ; That brother should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other : But sing and shine by sweet consent, Till life's poor transient night is spent, Respecting in each other's case The gifts of nature and of grace. Those Christians best deserve the name Who studiously make peace their aim...
Page 374 - 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!
Page 303 - To mark the matchless workings of the power, That shuts within its seed the future flower, Bids these in elegance of form excel, In colour these, and those delight the smell, Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies, To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes...
Page 313 - Religion ! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word ! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford...
Page 378 - I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no ; what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
Page 381 - Twelve years have elapsed since I first took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade ! The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene where his...