The Works of William Cowper, Esq: Comprising His Poems, Corrsepondence, and Translations with a Life of the Author, by the Editor, Robert Southey, Volumen3Baldwin and Cradock, 1836 |
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Página xii - A man who has not been in Italy is always conscious of an inferiority, from his not having seen what it is expected a man should see. The grand object of travelling is to see the shores of the Mediterranean. On those shores were the four great empires of the world ; the Assyrian, the Persian, the Grecian, and the Roman. All our religion, almost all our law, almost all our arts, almost all that sets us above savages, has come to us from the shores of the Mediterranean.
Página 135 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign; Yet gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!
Página 214 - YE, who with warmth the public triumph feel Of talents, dignified by sacred zeal, Here, to devotion's Bard devoutly just, Pay your fond tribute due to Cowper's dust ! England exulting in his spotless fame, Ranks with her dearest sons his...
Página 207 - Nor, cruel as it seem'd, could He Their haste, himself, condemn, Aware that flight in such a sea Alone could rescue them, Yet bitter felt it still to die Deserted, and his friends so nigh. He long survives who lives an hour In ocean, self-upheld, And so long he with unspent pow'r His destiny repell'd, And ever, as the minutes flew, Entreated help, or cried, Adieu!
Página 259 - 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,
Página 253 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 93 - I am not able to bear. Milton especially is my grievance, and I might almost as well be haunted by his ghost, as goaded with continual reproaches for neglecting him. I will therefore begin ; I will do my best ; and if, after all, that best prove good for nothing, I will even send the notes, worthless as they are, that I have made already, — a measure very disagreeable to myself, and to which nothing but necessity shall compel me.
Página 135 - T was my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me...
Página 117 - ... concealed so many years; my second, a transport of joy to find him still alive; my third, another transport to find myself in his company ; and my fourth, a resolution to accost him. I did so, and he received me with a complacence, in which I saw equal sweetness and dignity. I spoke of his Paradise Lost, as every man must, who is worthy to speak of it at all, and told him a long story of the manner in which it affected me, when I first discovered it, being at that time a schoolboy. He answered...
Página 135 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more, My Mary! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, My Mary ! But well thou play'dst the housewife's part, And all thy threads with magic art Have wound themselves about this heart, My Mary ! Thy indistinct expressions seem Like language uttered in a dream ; Yet me they charm, whate'er...