The TaskJohn Sharpe, Piccadilly, 1817 - Всего страниц: 188 |
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beauty beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms clime delights design'd distant divine dream Earth ease Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fear feed feel flow'r folly form'd FOUNDATIONE fountain of eternal frown fruits give glory grace grave groves hand happy heart Heav'n honour human INNER TEMPLE JOHN SHARPE king labour learn'd less live lost lyre mercy Mighty winds mind mischief nature Nature's Nebaioth never o'er once palmistry peace perhaps PICCADILLY plac'd pleas'd pleasures plebeian polish'd pow'r praise proud rapture RICHARD WESTALL riddance rude rural sacred sake scene schools scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight slaves sleep sloth smile SOFA song soon soul sound stroke sweet task taste thee theme thine thou art thought toil touch'd trembling truth twas virtue waste WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise worth youth
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Стр. 32 - 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.
Стр. 143 - Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
Стр. 154 - No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes and more than half...
Стр. 159 - The Lord of all, Himself through all diffused, Sustains and is the' life of all that lives. Nature iS but a name for an effect Whose cause is God.
Стр. 10 - Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Стр. 10 - 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...
Стр. 45 - I would express him simple, grave, sincere ; In doctrine uncorrupt ; in language plain ; And plain in manner. Decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture. Much impressed Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Стр. 157 - And of an humbler growth, the other tall, And throwing up into the darkest gloom Of neighbouring cypress, or more sable yew, Her silver globes, light as the foamy surf That the wind severs from the broken wave...
Стр. 145 - Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought. Brutes graze the mountain-top, with faces prone, And eyes intent upon the scanty herb It yields them ; or, recumbent on its brow, Ruminate heedless of the scene outspread Beneath, beyond, and stretching far away From inland regions to the distant main.
Стр. 65 - 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.