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... lost his brother , the Rev. John Cowper , under circumstances which made a deep impression upon him . Soon after this he was engaged with Mr. Newton in producing a volume called The Olney Hymns . To read those of our poet is to see that ...
... lost his brother , the Rev. John Cowper , under circumstances which made a deep impression upon him . Soon after this he was engaged with Mr. Newton in producing a volume called The Olney Hymns . To read those of our poet is to see that ...
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... lost its keen edge even yet . Retirement " exhibits greater genius than the others of the series . In it Cowper's own taste found expression , for he delighted 66 " To mark the matchless workings of the Power That shuts within the seed ...
... lost its keen edge even yet . Retirement " exhibits greater genius than the others of the series . In it Cowper's own taste found expression , for he delighted 66 " To mark the matchless workings of the Power That shuts within the seed ...
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... lost to him , others came . One of the chief of these was Hayley , his friend during the rest of his life , and his biographer afterwards . The two men were brought into communication with each other by a rather curious coincidence ...
... lost to him , others came . One of the chief of these was Hayley , his friend during the rest of his life , and his biographer afterwards . The two men were brought into communication with each other by a rather curious coincidence ...
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... Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse , Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires ; Place me where winter breathes its keenest air , And I will sing if liberty be there ; And I will ...
... Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse , Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its clearest tone , the rapture it inspires ; Place me where winter breathes its keenest air , And I will sing if liberty be there ; And I will ...
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... lost , Sees , far as human optics may command , A sleeping fog , and fancies it dry land : Spreads all his canvas , ev'ry sinew plies , Pants for it , aims at it , enters it , and dies . Then farewell all self - satisfying schemes , His ...
... lost , Sees , far as human optics may command , A sleeping fog , and fancies it dry land : Spreads all his canvas , ev'ry sinew plies , Pants for it , aims at it , enters it , and dies . Then farewell all self - satisfying schemes , His ...
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beauty beneath blessing blest bliss boast bosom breast breath charms Cowper dear death deep delight design'd divine dream Dryope dwell earth ease ERNEST RHYS ev'n ev'ry eyes fair faithful fancy fear feel fill'd flow'rs form'd gentle Gilpin glory grace groves happy hear heard heart Heav'n hope hour John Gilpin John Throckmorton JOSEPH SKIPSEY labour Lady lambs light live Lord MATHILDE BLIND mind Muse Nature ne'er never night nymphs o'er OLNEY HYMNS once pain pass'd peace PINE-APPLE pleasure poet poet's pow'rs praise prove repose rest sacred scene seek seem'd shade shine sing skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound stamp'd sweet sweet oblivion taste tears telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thou hast thought Thyrsis touch'd truth Twas Unwin verse VICTOR HUGO virtue WALTER SCOTT wind wisdom wish youth
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Page 324 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 165 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair.
Page 106 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of Ocean on his winding shore...
Page 209 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid ; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or confectionary plum...
Page 186 - His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Page 27 - My panting side was charged when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.^ There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers. In his side he bore And in his hands and feet the cruel scars. With gentle force soliciting the darts He drew them forth, and healed and bade me live.
Page 210 - My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth : But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Page 172 - And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before. Away went Gilpin, and away Went Gilpin's hat and wig: He lost them sooner than at first, For why? — they were too big. Now...
Page 325 - Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Page 234 - And the scene where his melody charm'd me before Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long lie as lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead.