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... sweet Nature's every sense . The air salubrious of her lofty hills , The cheering fragrance of her dewy vales , And ... sweets of every breeze , He does not scorn it , who has long endured wor A fever's agonies , and fed on drugs , Nor ...
... sweet Nature's every sense . The air salubrious of her lofty hills , The cheering fragrance of her dewy vales , And ... sweets of every breeze , He does not scorn it , who has long endured wor A fever's agonies , and fed on drugs , Nor ...
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... Sweet smiles , and bloom less transient than her own . It is the constant revolution , stale And tasteless , of the same repeated joys , That palls and satiates , and makes languid life A pedlar's pack , that bows the bearer down ...
... Sweet smiles , and bloom less transient than her own . It is the constant revolution , stale And tasteless , of the same repeated joys , That palls and satiates , and makes languid life A pedlar's pack , that bows the bearer down ...
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... sweets . There often wanders one , whom better days Saw better clad , in cloak of satin trimmed With lace , and hat with splendid ribband bound . A serving maid was she , and fell in love With one who left her , went to sea , BOOK I. 19 ...
... sweets . There often wanders one , whom better days Saw better clad , in cloak of satin trimmed With lace , and hat with splendid ribband bound . A serving maid was she , and fell in love With one who left her , went to sea , BOOK I. 19 ...
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... , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as soon as known . Methinks I see thee straying on the beach , And asking of the surge , that bathes thy foot , • If ever it has washed our distant shore . Omai . BOOK I. 23 THE SOFA .
... , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as soon as known . Methinks I see thee straying on the beach , And asking of the surge , that bathes thy foot , • If ever it has washed our distant shore . Omai . BOOK I. 23 THE SOFA .
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... sweet the bitter draught , That life holds out to all , should most abound And least be threatened in the fields and groves ? Possess ye therefore , ye who , borne about In chariots and sedans , know no fatigue But that of idleness ...
... sweet the bitter draught , That life holds out to all , should most abound And least be threatened in the fields and groves ? Possess ye therefore , ye who , borne about In chariots and sedans , know no fatigue But that of idleness ...
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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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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 93 - Shortening his journey between morn and noon, And hurrying him, impatient of his stay, Down to the rosy west ; but kindly still Compensating...