Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple Esq. In Two Volumes ...J. Johnson, St. Paul's Church-Yard., 1793 - 359 psl. |
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... pass The fycamore , capricious in attire , Now green , now tawny , and , ere autumn yet Have chang'd the woods , in scarlet honours bright . YOL . II . O'er thefe , but far beyond ( a fpacious map BOOK I. 17 THE SOFA .
... pass The fycamore , capricious in attire , Now green , now tawny , and , ere autumn yet Have chang'd the woods , in scarlet honours bright . YOL . II . O'er thefe , but far beyond ( a fpacious map BOOK I. 17 THE SOFA .
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... luxurious eafe . These therefore I can pity , plac'd remote From all that science traces , art invents , Or inspiration teaches ; and enclosed VOL . IN D In boundless oceans , never to be pass'd By navigators BOOK 1 . 33 THE SOFA .
... luxurious eafe . These therefore I can pity , plac'd remote From all that science traces , art invents , Or inspiration teaches ; and enclosed VOL . IN D In boundless oceans , never to be pass'd By navigators BOOK 1 . 33 THE SOFA .
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... pass'd By navigators uninformed as they , Or plough'd perhaps by British bark again : But , far beyond the reft , and with most cause , Thee , gentle * favage ! whom no love of thee Or thine , but curiofity perhaps , Or elfe vain glory ...
... pass'd By navigators uninformed as they , Or plough'd perhaps by British bark again : But , far beyond the reft , and with most cause , Thee , gentle * favage ! whom no love of thee Or thine , but curiofity perhaps , Or elfe vain glory ...
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... pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious fhrew . And let that pafs - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no malice , but at once ...
... pass . True ; we may thank the perfidy of France , That pick'd the jewel out of England's crown , With all the cunning of an envious fhrew . And let that pafs - ' twas but a trick of state ! A brave man knows no malice , but at once ...
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... love ! but I difdain The nauseous task to paint her as she is , Cruel , abandon'd , glorying in her shame ! No - let her pass , and , chariotted along In guilty fplendour , fhake the public ways ; The 94 BOOK III . THE TASK .
... love ! but I difdain The nauseous task to paint her as she is , Cruel , abandon'd , glorying in her shame ! No - let her pass , and , chariotted along In guilty fplendour , fhake the public ways ; The 94 BOOK III . THE TASK .
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