The Works of William Cowper: His Life and Letters, Volum 6Saunders & Otley, 1835 |
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Pàgina xviii
... fair , though fallen , world . He lashes the vices , laughs at the follies , mourns over the guilt of his species ; he spares no pains to conduct the guilty to the feet of their only true Friend , and to land the miserable amidst the ...
... fair , though fallen , world . He lashes the vices , laughs at the follies , mourns over the guilt of his species ; he spares no pains to conduct the guilty to the feet of their only true Friend , and to land the miserable amidst the ...
Pàgina 26
... fair Of vanity a wreath for self to wear , Is profanation of the basest kind- Proof of a trifling and a worthless mind . A. Hail , Sternhold , then ; and , Hopkins , hail ! — B. Amen . If flattery , folly , lust , employ the pen ; If ...
... fair Of vanity a wreath for self to wear , Is profanation of the basest kind- Proof of a trifling and a worthless mind . A. Hail , Sternhold , then ; and , Hopkins , hail ! — B. Amen . If flattery , folly , lust , employ the pen ; If ...
Pàgina 36
... fair . That pleasures , therefore , or what such we call , Are hurtful , is a truth confess'd by all . And some , that seem to threaten virtue less , Still hurtful in the abuse , or by the excess . Is man then only for his torment ...
... fair . That pleasures , therefore , or what such we call , Are hurtful , is a truth confess'd by all . And some , that seem to threaten virtue less , Still hurtful in the abuse , or by the excess . Is man then only for his torment ...
Pàgina 37
... fair , tempts only to destroy . Remorse , the fatal egg by Pleasure laid In every bosom where her nest is made , Hatch'd by the beams of truth , denies him rest , And proves a raging scorpion in his breast . No pleasure ? Are domestic ...
... fair , tempts only to destroy . Remorse , the fatal egg by Pleasure laid In every bosom where her nest is made , Hatch'd by the beams of truth , denies him rest , And proves a raging scorpion in his breast . No pleasure ? Are domestic ...
Pàgina 39
... fair . The sacred implement I now employ Might prove a mischief , or at best a toy ; A trifle , if it move but to amuse ; But , if to wrong the judgment and abuse , Worse than a poniard in the basest hand , It stabs at once the morals ...
... fair . The sacred implement I now employ Might prove a mischief , or at best a toy ; A trifle , if it move but to amuse ; But , if to wrong the judgment and abuse , Worse than a poniard in the basest hand , It stabs at once the morals ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
beauty beneath bids blasphemy blest boast breath call'd cause Charity charms Cowper delight divine dream e'en earth effeminacy eyes fair fancy fear feel fire folly fools form'd frown genius give glory God's golden ear grace Greece hand happy hast heart Heaven heavenly honour hope hour human kindled labour land learn'd light lust lyre mankind mercy Mighty winds mind muse Naiads nature never o'er once peace perhaps Pharisee pity pleasure poems poet poet's poetical poetry praise pride proud prove racter rapture religion Rome rude sacred satire scene scorn scorn'd Scripture shame shine sight skies slave smile song soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sublime sweet tardy taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue tremble trifler true truth Twas verse VIRG virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wisdom wonder youth zeal
Passatges populars
Pàgina xlvii - Thou bounteous Giver of all good, Thou art of all thy gifts thyself the crown ! Give what thou caust, without thee we are poor ; And with thee rich, take what thou wilt away ! " In like manner the Millennium of Cowper is at least not inferior to the Messiah of Pope.
Pàgina 224 - Stand, never overlooked, our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut ; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds ; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear ; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Pàgina 206 - Tis easy to resign a toilsome place, But not to manage leisure with a grace ; Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant is a mind distress'd.
Pàgina xx - 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 earn'd.
Pàgina xlviii - 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.
Pàgina 249 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Pàgina 208 - Nor those of learn'd philologists, who chase A panting syllable through time and space, Start it at home, and hunt it in the dark, To Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah's ark...
Pàgina xlii - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown : No traveller ever reached that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briars in his road.
Pàgina 210 - I praise the Frenchman,* his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper— solitude is sweet.
Pàgina 256 - Suspend the effect or heal it ? Has not God Still wrought by means since first he made the world, And did he not of old employ his means To drown it ? What is his creation less Than a capacious reservoir of means Formed for his use, and ready at his will...