The Life and Works of William Cowper: Now First Completed by the Introduction of His "Private Correspondence".Saunders and Otley, 1836 |
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acquaintance affection affectionately affliction afford agreeable Alban's amusement answer appearance attend believe blessing Bonnell Thornton brother called character Christ Christian comfort conversation Cousin-I Cowper dear cousin dear friend Dear Joe-I death desire divine doubt Droxford expect faith favour feel following letter Friend-I friendship give glad grace happy hear heart honour hope Huntingdon interest JOHN NEWTON JOSEPH HILL June 18 kind labour LADY HESKETH least live Lord Martin Madan mean ments mercy mind mother nature never nexions obliged occasion Olney Olney hymns opinion peace perhaps pleased pleasure poem poet poor pray present Private Correspondence reason received recollect remember respect scene Scripture seems soul spirit suppose sure thank thee thing thought tion truth verse W. C. TO JOSEPH W. C. TO LADY Westminster school William Cowper WILLIAM UNWIN wish word write wrote
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الصفحة 20 - For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness ; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God.
الصفحة xxiii - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession! but the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced. Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
الصفحة 213 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them. Then shifting his side, as a lawyer knows how, He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes, But what were his arguments few people know, For the court did not think they were equally wise. So his lordship decreed, with a grave solemn tone, Decisive and clear, without one if or but, — That whenever the Nose put...
الصفحة xxiii - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or...
الصفحة 249 - I love the memory of Vinny Bourne. I think him a better Latin poet than Tibul'lus, Propertius, Ausonius, or any of the writers in his way, except Ovid, and not at all inferior to him.
الصفحة 69 - 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.
الصفحة 142 - These reflections, and such as these, occurred to me upon the occasion ;******. If I were in a condition to leave Olney too, I certainly would not stay in it. It is no attachment to the place that binds me here, but an unfitness for every other. I lived in it once, but now I am buried in it, and have no business with the world on the outside of my sepulchre ; my appearance would startle them, and theirs would be shocking to me.
الصفحة 212 - Then holding the spectacles up to the court — Your lordship observes they are made with a straddle As wide as the ridge of the Nose is; in short, Designed to sit close to it, just like a saddle.
الصفحة 152 - At present, the difference between them and me is greatly to their advantage. I delight in baubles, and know them to be so ; for rested in, and viewed without a reference to their Author, what is the earth, — what are the planets, — what is the sun itself but a bauble ? Better for a man never to have seen them, or to see them with the eyes of a brute, stupid and unconscious of what he beholds, than not to be able to say, " The Maker of all these wonders is my friend...
الصفحة 136 - It is like that of a fine organ ; has the fullest and the deepest tones of majesty, with all the softness and elegance of the. Dorian flute. Variety without end and never equalled, unless perhaps by Virgil.