William Cowper ( 10 of 184 )
I pity bashful men, who feel the pain
Of fancied scorn and undeserved disdain,
And bear the read more
I pity bashful men, who feel the pain
Of fancied scorn and undeserved disdain,
And bear the marks upon a blushing face,
OF needless shame, and self-impos'd disgrace.
Ever let the Fancy roam,
Pleasure never is at home.
Ever let the Fancy roam,
Pleasure never is at home.
And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.
And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.
He would not, with a peremptory tone,
Assert the nose upon his face his own.
He would not, with a peremptory tone,
Assert the nose upon his face his own.
Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appeared,
And ages ere the Mantuan Swan was heard;
To carry nature read more
Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appeared,
And ages ere the Mantuan Swan was heard;
To carry nature lengths unknown before,
To give a Milton birth, asked ages more.
Could he with reason murmur at his case,
Himself sole author of his own disgrace?
Could he with reason murmur at his case,
Himself sole author of his own disgrace?
Variety's the very spice of life, that gives it all its flavor.
Variety's the very spice of life, that gives it all its flavor.
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.
No tree in all the grove but has its charms,
Though each its hue peculiar.
No tree in all the grove but has its charms,
Though each its hue peculiar.
