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" Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. 'Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they. "
The Task: And Other Poems - Page 221
by William Cowper - 1845 - 324 pages
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - English poetry - 1782 - 378 pages
...Of his fweet but awful lyre. 10. She with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bofom glow, Rufh'd to battle, fought and died, Dying, hurl'd them at the foe. Ruffians, • XI* •• . f • • • Ruffians, pittilefs as proud, Heav'n awards the vengeance due, Empire...
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Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ...

William Cowper - 1787 - 334 pages
...the Foe. IV. RuiTians, pitylefs as proud, Heav'n awards the vevgeance due, Empire is on us beftow'd, Shame and ruin wait for you. HEROISM. THERE was a time when Etna's filent fire Slept unperceiv'd, the mountain yet entire, When confcious of no danger from below, She...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1788 - 380 pages
...Of his fweet but awful lyre. X. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bofom glow, Rufh'd to battle, fought and died, Dying, hurl'd them at the foe. Ruffians, XI. Ruffians, pitylefs as proud, Heav'n awards the vengeance due, Empire is on us beftow'd, Shame and...
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Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple Esq. In Two Volumes ...

William Cowper - 1793 - 384 pages
...foe. XI. 't Ruffians, pitilefs as proud, Heav'n awards the vengeance due; Empire is on us beftow'd, Shame and ruin wait for you. HEROISM. THERE was a time when /Etna's filent fire Slept unperceiv'd, the mountain yet entire; When, confcious of no danger from below, She...
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The Britannic magazine; or entertaining repository of heroic ..., Volume 1

482 pages
...the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celeftial fire. Bending as he fwcpt the chords Of his fweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her boforn glow, Ru(h'd to battle, fought and died, Dying, huii'd them at the foe. On SLAVERY, and the...
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Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Pieces of Poetry, Selected for ...

Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1796 - 476 pages
...the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celeftial fire, Bending as he fwept the choros Of his fweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bofom glow, RufiVd to battle, fought and died, Dying hurl'd them at the foe. Ruffians, pitilefs as...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1802 - 364 pages
...the foe. XI. Ruffians, pitilefs as proud, Heaven awards the vengeance due ; Empire is on us beftowed, Shame and ruin wait for you, HEROISM. THERE was a time when ^Etna's filent fire Slept unperceived, the mountain yet entire ; When, confcious of no danger from below, She...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - English poetry - 1803 - 310 pages
...never knew Thy posterity shall sway, Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they. IX. Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial...he -swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. VOL. I. ,a X. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow ; Rush'd to battle, fought,...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Volume 3

William Cowper - English poetry - 1806 - 226 pages
...never knew Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they. IX. Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial...as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. x. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow : Rushed to battle, fought, and died...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - English poetry - 1808 - 338 pages
...Thy posterity shall sway ; Where his eagles never flew, None invincihle as they. IX. Such the hard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet hut awful lyre. X. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her hosom glow : Rush'd to hattle,...
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