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... mind that feels indeed the fire 430 The muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force and kindles with a zeal , Whatc'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender TABLE TALK . 23 .
... mind that feels indeed the fire 430 The muse imparts , and can command the lyre , Acts with a force and kindles with a zeal , Whatc'er the theme , that others never feel . If human woes her soft attention claim , A tender TABLE TALK . 23 .
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... lyre in such a careless mood , And so disdain'd the rules he understood , The laurel seem'd to wait on his command , He snatch'd it rudely from the muses ' hand . Nature , exerting an unwearied pow'r , Forms , opens , and gives scent to ...
... lyre in such a careless mood , And so disdain'd the rules he understood , The laurel seem'd to wait on his command , He snatch'd it rudely from the muses ' hand . Nature , exerting an unwearied pow'r , Forms , opens , and gives scent to ...
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... lyre , 735 And tell the world , still kindling as he sung , With more than mortal musick on his tongue , That He , who died below , and reigns above , Inspires the song , and that his name is Love . For , after all , if merely to ...
... lyre , 735 And tell the world , still kindling as he sung , With more than mortal musick on his tongue , That He , who died below , and reigns above , Inspires the song , and that his name is Love . For , after all , if merely to ...
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... lyre ; 105 From her the canvass borrows light and shade , And verse , more lasting , hues that never fade . She guides the finger o'er the dancing keys , Gives difficulty all the grace of ease , And pours a torrent of sweet notes around ...
... lyre ; 105 From her the canvass borrows light and shade , And verse , more lasting , hues that never fade . She guides the finger o'er the dancing keys , Gives difficulty all the grace of ease , And pours a torrent of sweet notes around ...
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... lyre on which an artist plays , With rash and awkward force the chords he shakes , And grins with wonder at the jar he makes ; But let the wise and well - instructed hand 895 900 Once take the shell beneath his just command , In gentle ...
... lyre on which an artist plays , With rash and awkward force the chords he shakes , And grins with wonder at the jar he makes ; But let the wise and well - instructed hand 895 900 Once take the shell beneath his just command , In gentle ...
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beauty beneath boast breast breath call'd cause charms Cowper daugh dear death delight design'd divine dread dream e'en earth Eartham ease East Dereham ev'ry eyes fair fame fancy fear feel flow'rs folly form'd give glory grace groves hand Happisburgh happy hast Hayley heart Heav'n honour hope human John Gilpin John Throckmorton labour lady Hesketh learn'd lyre magick mind mounted best muse musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never Newport Pagnel night nymphs o'er once pain pass'd peace perhaps pleas'd pleasure poem poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r proud prove publick rest sacred scene scorn seem'd shade shine shore sight skies smile song soon soul sound spirit stamp'd stream sweet taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil truth Twas Unwin verse VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth
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Page 181 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 237 - Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin — who but he ? His fame soon spread around, He carries weight ! he rides a race ! 'Tis for a thousand pound...
Page 239 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Page 181 - 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 112 - Toll for the brave ! Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought ; His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock.
Page 251 - He loved them both, but both in vain, Nor him beheld, nor her again. Not long beneath the whelming brine, Expert to swim, he lay; Nor soon he felt his strength decline, Or courage die away: But waged with death a lasting strife, Supported by despair of life.
Page 184 - O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me.
Page 179 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more.
Page 236 - He manfully did throw. Now see him mounted once again Upon his nimble steed, Full slowly pacing o'er the stones With caution and good heed. But finding soon a smoother road Beneath his well-shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot, Which gall'd him in his seat. So, Fair and softly...
Page 235 - For saddle-tree scarce reach'd had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, The wine is left behind!