Poems, Volume 2R. Johnson, 1803 |
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... song , Be quell'd in all our summer - months ' retreat ; How many self - deluded nymphs and swains , Who dream they have a taste for fields and groves , Would find them hideous nurs'ries of the spleen , And 78 BOOK INI . THE TASK .
... song , Be quell'd in all our summer - months ' retreat ; How many self - deluded nymphs and swains , Who dream they have a taste for fields and groves , Would find them hideous nurs'ries of the spleen , And 78 BOOK INI . THE TASK .
Page 102
... nymphs responsive , equally affect His horse and him , unconscious of them all . But oh th ' important budget ! usher'd in With such heart - shaking music , who can say What are its tidings ? have our troops awak'd ? Or do they still ...
... nymphs responsive , equally affect His horse and him , unconscious of them all . But oh th ' important budget ! usher'd in With such heart - shaking music , who can say What are its tidings ? have our troops awak'd ? Or do they still ...
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William Cowper. ON THE DEATH OF MRS . THROCKMORTON'S BULFINCH . YE nymphs ! if e'er your eyes were red With tears o'er hapless fav'rites shed , O share Maria's grief ! Her fav'rite , even in his cage , ( What will not hunger's cruel rage ...
William Cowper. ON THE DEATH OF MRS . THROCKMORTON'S BULFINCH . YE nymphs ! if e'er your eyes were red With tears o'er hapless fav'rites shed , O share Maria's grief ! Her fav'rite , even in his cage , ( What will not hunger's cruel rage ...
Contents
THE TASK in Six Books | 1 |
The Winter Walk at Noon | 169 |
An Epistle to Joseph Hill | 207 |
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beauty beneath betimes boast breath call'd cause charms dæmons delight design'd distant divine dream earth ease Edmonton ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fast fear feed feel flow'rs folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruits Gilpin give glory grace groves hand happy hast heard heart heav'n honour human JOHN GILPIN JOSEPH HILL king labour learn'd less live lost lyre Mighty winds mind nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymphs o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasure plebeian pow'r praise proud rapture rest rude rural sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine shrubs sight skies sleep sloth smile SOFA soft song soon soul sound Stamp'd sweet task taste thee their's theme thine thou art toil trembling truth Twas virtue WILLIAM COWPER wind winter wisdom wise wish'd worth your's youth