William Cowper ( 10 of 184 )
His head,
Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er,
Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth,
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His head,
Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er,
Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth,
But strong for service still, and unimpair'd.
I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute,
From the centre read more
I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute,
From the centre all round to the sea,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
We bear our shades about us; self-deprived
Of other screen, the thin umbrella spread,
And range an read more
We bear our shades about us; self-deprived
Of other screen, the thin umbrella spread,
And range an Indian waste without a tree.
Without one friend, above all foes,
Britannia gives the world repose.
Without one friend, above all foes,
Britannia gives the world repose.
Great contest follows, and much learned dust
Involves the combatants; each claiming truth,
And truth disclaiming both.
Great contest follows, and much learned dust
Involves the combatants; each claiming truth,
And truth disclaiming both.
While fancy, like the finger of a clock,
Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
While fancy, like the finger of a clock,
Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
God made the country and man made the town.
God made the country and man made the town.
The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk,
Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk,
Is always read more
The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk,
Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk,
Is always happy, reign whoever may,
And laughs the sense of mis'ry far away.
A story, in which native humour reigns,
Is often useful, always entertains;
A graver fact, enlisted on read more
A story, in which native humour reigns,
Is often useful, always entertains;
A graver fact, enlisted on your side,
May furnish illustration, well applied;
But sedentary weavers of long tales
Give me the fidgets, and my patience fails.
Ever let the Fancy roam,
Pleasure never is at home.
Ever let the Fancy roam,
Pleasure never is at home.
