The Task: A Poem. In Six Books. To which is Added, Tirocinium: Or, A Review of SchoolsThomas Dobson, bookseller, in Second-Street, second door above Chesnut-Street, 1787 - 186 pages |
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... thine , but curiofity perhaps , * Or elfe vain - glory , prompted us to draw Forth from thy native bow'rs , to fhow thee here With what fuperior skill we can abuse The gifts of Providence , and fquander life . The dream is paft . And ...
... thine , but curiofity perhaps , * Or elfe vain - glory , prompted us to draw Forth from thy native bow'rs , to fhow thee here With what fuperior skill we can abuse The gifts of Providence , and fquander life . The dream is paft . And ...
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... thine are honest tears , A patriot's for his country . Thou art fad At thought of her forlorn and abject state , From which no power of thine can raise her up , Thus fancy paints thee , and though apt to err , Perhaps errs little , when ...
... thine are honest tears , A patriot's for his country . Thou art fad At thought of her forlorn and abject state , From which no power of thine can raise her up , Thus fancy paints thee , and though apt to err , Perhaps errs little , when ...
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... thine escape Far guiltier England , left he fpare not thee . Happy the man who fees a God employed In all the good and ill that checquer life ! Refolving all events , with their effects And manifold results , into the will And ...
... thine escape Far guiltier England , left he fpare not thee . Happy the man who fees a God employed In all the good and ill that checquer life ! Refolving all events , with their effects And manifold results , into the will And ...
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... thine eyes with eye - falve , ask of him , .. Or afk of whomfoever he has taught , And learn , though late , the genuine cause of all .. England , with all thy faults , I love thee ftill , My country ! and while yet a nook is left ...
... thine eyes with eye - falve , ask of him , .. Or afk of whomfoever he has taught , And learn , though late , the genuine cause of all .. England , with all thy faults , I love thee ftill , My country ! and while yet a nook is left ...
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... thine arms She fmiles , appearing , as in truth - fhe is , Heav'n born and deftin'd to the skies again . Thou art not known where pleasure is ador'd , That reeling goddefs , with the zoneless waift , And wand'ring eyes , ftill leaning ...
... thine arms She fmiles , appearing , as in truth - fhe is , Heav'n born and deftin'd to the skies again . Thou art not known where pleasure is ador'd , That reeling goddefs , with the zoneless waift , And wand'ring eyes , ftill leaning ...
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The Task: A Poem. in Six Books. to Which Is Added, Tirocinium: Or, a Review ... William Cowper No preview available - 2018 |
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Page 30 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Page 144 - He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves beside. There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes.
Page 178 - 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.
Page 30 - Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one. Thus man devotes his brother, and destroys...
Page 171 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 178 - To stroke his azure neck, or to receive The lambent homage of his arrowy tongue. All creatures worship man, and all mankind One Lord, one Father.
Page 179 - All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, . And endless her increase. Thy rams are there, *Nebaioth, and the flocks of Kedar there ; The looms of Ormus, and the mines of Ind, And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there.
Page 43 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own — Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design.
Page 27 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threatened in the fields and groves...
Page 29 - Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not colour'd like his own...