The Retired Cat (William Cowper Poem)
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
(Genesis, v.24) Oh! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the ...
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs, The madness of the music that entrances All life ...
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat. - Ovid, Metam. ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back ...
In the usual iconography of the temple or the local Wok you would never see him doing such a thing, ...
I did not delight in love so much as in a kiss like linnets' wings, the flutterings of a pulse ...
Serene, almost angelic, the lights of the city attend upon lumbering behemoths shrilly screeching displeasure; they say that nothing is ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Blake saw a treeful of angels at Peckham Rye, And his hands could lay hold on the tiger's terrible heart. ...
IF chance some pensive stranger, hither led, His bosom glowing from majestic views, The gorgeous dome, or the proud landscape's ...
High dormers are rising So sharp and surprising, And ponticum edges The driveways of gravel; Stone houses from ledges Look ...
IF thou be in a lonely place, If one hour's calm be thine, As Evening bends her placid face O'er ...
The Man that hath great griefs I pity not; 'Tis something to be great In any wise, and hint the ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
All night the ways of Heaven were desolate, Long roads across a gleaming empty sky. Outcast and doomed and driven, ...
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
I Hot through Troy's ruin Menelaus broke To Priam's palace, sword in hand, to sate On that adulterous whore a ...
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, ...
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