The Light and Glory of the Word (William Cowper Poem)
The Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. A ...
The Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. A ...
Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far; From scenes where Satan wages still His ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back ...
Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters ...
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
Jan 7th A dreadful darkness closes in On my bewildered mind; O let me suffer and not sin, Be tortured ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
SIT stilla worda breath may break (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,) The glassy calm that soothes my woes, ...
And because a man is human He'll want to eat, and thanks a lot But talk can't take the place ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
What shall I render to Thy name Or how Thy praises speak? My thanks how shall I testify? O Lord, ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout or murmur. Pals alone enormous sounds downward & up bring real. ...
I don't operate often. When I do, persons take note. Nurses look amazed. They pale. The patient is brought back ...
Full moon. Our Narragansett gales subside and the land is celebrating men of war more or less, less or more. ...
I chanced upon a new book yesterday; I opened it, and, where my finger lay 'Twixt page and uncut page, ...
1 It once might have been, once only: 2 We lodged in a street together, 3 You, a sparrow on ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
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