The Poems of William Cowper, المجلد 1 |
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... Nor draw it but when duty bids him draw ; To sheath it in the peace - restoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Bless'd country , where these kingly glories shine ! Bless'd England , if this happiness be thine !
... Nor draw it but when duty bids him draw ; To sheath it in the peace - restoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Bless'd country , where these kingly glories shine ! Bless'd England , if this happiness be thine !
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O Liberty ! the prisoner's pleasing dream , The poet's muse , his passion , and his theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee the ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its ...
O Liberty ! the prisoner's pleasing dream , The poet's muse , his passion , and his theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee the ' ennobling powers of verse ; Heroic song from thy free touch acquires Its ...
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Preaching and pranks will share the motley scene , Ours parcel'd out , as thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be bless'd With holiness and consecrated rest .
Preaching and pranks will share the motley scene , Ours parcel'd out , as thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be bless'd With holiness and consecrated rest .
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... soft hand of thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorr'd the sacrifice , and cursed the priest . Thou polish'd and high - finish'd foe to truth , Graybeard corrupter of our listening youth , To purge and skim away ...
... soft hand of thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorr'd the sacrifice , and cursed the priest . Thou polish'd and high - finish'd foe to truth , Graybeard corrupter of our listening youth , To purge and skim away ...
الصفحة 80
Since the dear hour , that brought me to thy foot , And cut up all my follies by the root , I never trusted in an arm but thine , Nor hoped but in thy righteousness divine : My prayers and alms , imperfect and defiled , Were but the ...
Since the dear hour , that brought me to thy foot , And cut up all my follies by the root , I never trusted in an arm but thine , Nor hoped but in thy righteousness divine : My prayers and alms , imperfect and defiled , Were but the ...
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| العنوان | The Poems of William Cowper, المجلد 1 المجلدات 79-80 من British poets المجلدات 79-80 من British poets, including translations The Poems of William Cowper, William Cowper |
| المؤلف | William Cowper |
| الناشر | Press of C. Whittingham, 1822 |
| أصلي من | جامعة برينستون |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 10 كانون الأول (ديسمبر) 2009 |
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