 But gladly, as the precept were her own ; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she.  Poems - Page 273by William Cowper - 1808Full view - About this book
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 390 pages
...made on his youthful imagination bv the remembrance of her virtues. We extract the following passage. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed 1 more of the Donne than of the Cowper, and though I love all of both names, and have a thousand reasons... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 480 pages
...calamity ; while we know that events prolonged the impression of this regret to more considerate years. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? I heard the bells toll'd on thy burial day ; I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away ; And, turning... | |
 | Religion - 1835 - 440 pages
...afterwards, on the receipt of her portrait from a relation in Norfolk :— " My mother ! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ! Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even men, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - American poetry - 1836 - 336 pages
...here ! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learnt that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er... | |
 | William Cowper - 1836 - 710 pages
...here . Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. I will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother I when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 448 pages
...beautiful and much admired lines on his mother's picture, there is the following pathetic remark : My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed 1 Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? In dwelling... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1837 - 362 pages
...here ! Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. I will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover' d thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 534 pages
...here ! Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn 'd that thou wast dead Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 436 pages
...here ! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long, 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were...momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn 'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1837 - 448 pages
....Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song* Affectionate, a mother lost so long. And, while that faee renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm...when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conseious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wreteh even then, life's... | |
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