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... waste The present moments , and regret the past ; Deprived of every joy I valued most , My friend torn from me , and my mistress lost ; Call not this gloom 1 wear , this anxious mien , The dull effect of humour , or of spleen ! Still ...
... waste The present moments , and regret the past ; Deprived of every joy I valued most , My friend torn from me , and my mistress lost ; Call not this gloom 1 wear , this anxious mien , The dull effect of humour , or of spleen ! Still ...
Sida 2
... waste . Think yourself station'd on a tow'ring rock , To see a people scatter'd like a flock , Some royal mastiff panting at their heels , With all the savage thirst a tiger feels ; Then view him self - proclaim'd in a gazette , Chief ...
... waste . Think yourself station'd on a tow'ring rock , To see a people scatter'd like a flock , Some royal mastiff panting at their heels , With all the savage thirst a tiger feels ; Then view him self - proclaim'd in a gazette , Chief ...
Sida 5
... waste ; If these attendants , and if such as these , Must follow royalty , then welcome ease ; However humble and confined the sphere , Happy the state , that has not these to fear . A. Thus men , whose thoughts contemplative have dwelt ...
... waste ; If these attendants , and if such as these , Must follow royalty , then welcome ease ; However humble and confined the sphere , Happy the state , that has not these to fear . A. Thus men , whose thoughts contemplative have dwelt ...
Sida 12
... waste it at the bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and Mutiny soon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores ; The standards of all nations are unfurl'd ; She has one foe , and that one foe the world . And , if he ...
... waste it at the bidding of his hand . He gives the word , and Mutiny soon roars In all her gates , and shakes her distant shores ; The standards of all nations are unfurl'd ; She has one foe , and that one foe the world . And , if he ...
Sida 27
... waste Sent us a wind to parch us at a blast ? Can British Paradise no scenes afford To please her sated and indiff'rent lord ? Are sweet philosophy's enjoyments run Quite to the lees ? And has religion none ? Brutes capable would tell ...
... waste Sent us a wind to parch us at a blast ? Can British Paradise no scenes afford To please her sated and indiff'rent lord ? Are sweet philosophy's enjoyments run Quite to the lees ? And has religion none ? Brutes capable would tell ...
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beauty beneath bids bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms Cowper death delight design'd distant divine docet Dr Johnson dread dream earth ease East Dereham eyes fair fame fancy fear feel flowers folly form'd frown give glory grace hand happy hast hear heart Heaven honour hope hour human John Gilpin land laudanum learn'd light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature Nebaioth never night nymph o'er Olney Hymns once peace pity pleasure poet poet's praise pride prize proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shine sighs sight skies smile song soon sorrow soul sound spleen Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thought toil tongue trifler truth Twas verse VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste whate'er WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom worth youth zeal