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Page 115
Throughout the town ' tis told , How the good squire gives never less than gold .
From motives such as his , though not the best , Springs in due time supply for the
distress ' d ; Not less effectual than what love bestowsExcept that office clips it ...
Throughout the town ' tis told , How the good squire gives never less than gold .
From motives such as his , though not the best , Springs in due time supply for the
distress ' d ; Not less effectual than what love bestowsExcept that office clips it ...
Page 145
The close of Retirement , though less brilliant than its commencement , must
possess a tender charm for those who love the quiet of domestic life , where all its
hopes point upwards , and where Christianity sheds a heavenly lustre over its ...
The close of Retirement , though less brilliant than its commencement , must
possess a tender charm for those who love the quiet of domestic life , where all its
hopes point upwards , and where Christianity sheds a heavenly lustre over its ...
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In these respects , Cowper ' s manner was not less a novelty in the national
literature than his general conceptions . From the period of the Restoration , no
poet had exhibited a purity of style so genuine ; and few successors have
approached ...
In these respects , Cowper ' s manner was not less a novelty in the national
literature than his general conceptions . From the period of the Restoration , no
poet had exhibited a purity of style so genuine ; and few successors have
approached ...
Page 269
Thy clime is rude , Replete with vapours , and disposes much All hearts to
sadness , and none more than mine : Thine unadulterate manners are less soft
And plausible than social life requires , . And thou hast need of discipline and art ,
To ...
Thy clime is rude , Replete with vapours , and disposes much All hearts to
sadness , and none more than mine : Thine unadulterate manners are less soft
And plausible than social life requires , . And thou hast need of discipline and art ,
To ...
Page 297
But less , methinks , than sacrilege might serve – ( For , was it less , what heathen
would have dared To strip Jove ' s statue of his oaken wreath , And hang it up in
honour of a man ? ) Much less might serve , when all that we design Is but to ...
But less , methinks , than sacrilege might serve – ( For , was it less , what heathen
would have dared To strip Jove ' s statue of his oaken wreath , And hang it up in
honour of a man ? ) Much less might serve , when all that we design Is but to ...
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Page 331 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Page 496 - OH ! for a closer walk with God ; A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb...
Page 497 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
Page 431 - 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 wave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 379 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Page 487 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set.
Page 483 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Page 486 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Page 486 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins, And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there have I, as vile as he, Washed all my sins away.
Page 185 - FOB a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.