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Aspasio beauty beneath bids blest boast breath call’d cause charms death delight design'd distant divine dread dream e'en E’en earth ease ev'ry ev’ning ev’ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire fix’d flow'r flow’rs folly form'd frown fruit give glory grace grave hand happy hast heart Heav'n heav'nly honour hope hour human int’rest John Gilpin land light lov’d lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nebaioth never nymph o'er once peace perhaps pine-apples pity pleas'd pleasure poet pow'r praise pray’r pride proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem’d shade shine sight skies slave smile song soon soul sound stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought toil tongue trifler truth Twas virtue waste WILLIAM Cowper wind wisdom worth youth
Page 278 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Page 399 - 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...
Page 296 - One song employs all nations: and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain for us! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain-tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy : Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Page 335 - How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind. And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Page 183 - Make enemies of nations, who had else, Like kindred drops been mingled into one. Thus man devotes his brother, and destroys...
Page 230 - And having dropped the expected bag, pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, • Cold and yet cheerful ; messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some ; To him indifferent whether grief or joy. Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks...
Page 269 - Patriots have toiled, and in their country's cause Bled nobly ; and their deeds, as they deserve, Receive proud recompense. We give in charge Their names to the sweet lyre. The historic muse, Proud of the treasure, marches with it down To latest times ; and sculpture, in her turn, Gives bond in stone and ever-during brass To guard them, and t...
Page 376 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button failing both At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung, A bottle swinging at each side As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children scream'd, Up flew the windows all, And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl.
Page 400 - 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.