William Cowper (Уильям Купер)

On a Fowler, by Isidorus

With seeds and birdlime, from the desert air,
Eumelus gather'd free, though scanty fare.
No lordly patron's hand he deign'd to kiss
Nor luxury knew, save liberty, nor bliss.
Thrice thirty years he lived, and to his heirs
His seeds bequeath'd, his birdlime, and his snares.

1. Pairing Time Anticipated
2. An Ode, on Reading Mr. Richardson's History of Sir Charles Grandison
3. The Jackdaw
4. See Where the Thames, the Purest Stream
5. Olney Hymn 42. Self-Acquaintance

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1703

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