The Works of Cowper and Thomson: Including Many Letters and Poems Never Before Published in this Country : with a New and Interesting Memoir of the Life of ThomsonLippincott, Grambo & Company, 1851 - 537 pages |
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... writing few occa sional poems ; on a print of Bunbury's , On his own anxiety , On trouble as the portion of mortali- ty ; on ... write on a subject pro- posed to him , 268 To the same . A fox chase , March 3 320 ib . bullus , 230 Letter ...
... writing few occa sional poems ; on a print of Bunbury's , On his own anxiety , On trouble as the portion of mortali- ty ; on ... write on a subject pro- posed to him , 268 To the same . A fox chase , March 3 320 ib . bullus , 230 Letter ...
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... write that word In the blood that she has spilt ; Perish , hopeless and abhorred , Deep in ruin as in guilt . Rome , for empire far renowned , Tramples on a thousand states , Soon her pride shall kiss the ground- Hark ! the Gaul is at ...
... write that word In the blood that she has spilt ; Perish , hopeless and abhorred , Deep in ruin as in guilt . Rome , for empire far renowned , Tramples on a thousand states , Soon her pride shall kiss the ground- Hark ! the Gaul is at ...
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... write to you , I make haste to be as good as my word . I have a pleasure in writing to you at any time , but especially at the present , when my days are spent in reading the Journals , and my nights in dreaming of them ; * an ...
... write to you , I make haste to be as good as my word . I have a pleasure in writing to you at any time , but especially at the present , when my days are spent in reading the Journals , and my nights in dreaming of them ; * an ...
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... write at such intervals as you find con- subjects ! I have many intimates in the world , venient , I shall receive all that pleasure which I and have had many more than I shall have here- proposed to myself from our correspondence . I ...
... write at such intervals as you find con- subjects ! I have many intimates in the world , venient , I shall receive all that pleasure which I and have had many more than I shall have here- proposed to myself from our correspondence . I ...
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... writing to you , which is all I have waited lenness , or self - consequence , hereafter . Alas ! if for . My friends must excuse me , if I write to none my best Friend , who laid down his life for me , were but those who lay it fairly ...
... writing to you , which is all I have waited lenness , or self - consequence , hereafter . Alas ! if for . My friends must excuse me , if I write to none my best Friend , who laid down his life for me , were but those who lay it fairly ...
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Page 133 - 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 passed into the skies.
Page 47 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Page 125 - Now Mistress Gilpin (careful soul!) Had two stone bottles found, To hold the liquor that she loved, And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, He manfully did throw.
Page 132 - 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 ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Page 131 - Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. " Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Page 172 - For what is our hope or joy or crown of rejoicing ? are not even ye in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at his coming ? For ye are our glory and joy.
Page 124 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band 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. "My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Page 125 - Were never folk so glad, The stones did rattle underneath, As if Cheapside were mad. John Gilpin at his horse's side Seized fast the flowing mane, And up he got, in haste to ride, But soon came down again; For saddletree scarce...
Page 133 - Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? 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 61 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.