The Works of Mr. James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Volumen1R. Baldwin, 1802 |
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... stream , whose sullen tide No sedge - crown'd sisters now attend , Now waft me from the green hill's side Whose cold turf hides the buried friend ! And see the fairy valleys fade , Dun Night has veil'd the solemn view ! Yet once again ...
... stream , whose sullen tide No sedge - crown'd sisters now attend , Now waft me from the green hill's side Whose cold turf hides the buried friend ! And see the fairy valleys fade , Dun Night has veil'd the solemn view ! Yet once again ...
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... shifting to his beam . The rapid radiance instantaneous strikes Th'illumin'd mountain , through the forest streams , Shakes on the floods , and in a yellow mist , Far smoking o'er th ' interminable plain , In twinkling 8 SPRING .
... shifting to his beam . The rapid radiance instantaneous strikes Th'illumin'd mountain , through the forest streams , Shakes on the floods , and in a yellow mist , Far smoking o'er th ' interminable plain , In twinkling 8 SPRING .
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... streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . The Seasons since have , with severer sway , Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter keen Shook forth his waste of snows ; and Summer shot His pestilential heats . Great ...
... streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . The Seasons since have , with severer sway , Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter keen Shook forth his waste of snows ; and Summer shot His pestilential heats . Great ...
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... streams , and lent us your own coat Against the winter's cold ? And the plain ox , That harmless , honest , guileless animal , In what has he offended ? he , whose toil , Patient and ever ready , clothes the land With all SPRING . 13.
... streams , and lent us your own coat Against the winter's cold ? And the plain ox , That harmless , honest , guileless animal , In what has he offended ? he , whose toil , Patient and ever ready , clothes the land With all SPRING . 13.
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... stream Descends the billowy foam ; now is the time , While yet the dark - brown water aids the guile , To tempt the ... streams , and roused the finny race , Then , issuing cheerful , to thy sport repair ; Chief should the western ...
... stream Descends the billowy foam ; now is the time , While yet the dark - brown water aids the guile , To tempt the ... streams , and roused the finny race , Then , issuing cheerful , to thy sport repair ; Chief should the western ...
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aërial amid beam beauty Behold beneath blaze bliss bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright calm CASTLE OF INDOLENCE charm clouds dæmon darting deep delight diurnal motion earth ether fair fair brow fancy fatal instinct fate fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle gloom grace grove happy heart heaven herds hills hyæna JAMES THOMSON light luxury lyre maze mead mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse MUSIDORA Nature Nature pants Nature's night nought o'er passions peace plain poison'd pride race rage rapture reigns rills rise robe rocks roll round rural sacred scene season seraphic shade shine silent sing smile smiling banks soft song soul spirit spread Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swelling tempest tender thee Thomson thou toil train Typhon vale vex'd virtue wandering wave Whence wide wild winds wing wintry woods wretch
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Página 141 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Página 141 - Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year...
Página 109 - SEE, Winter comes to rule the varied year, Sullen and sad, with all his rising train : Vapours, and clouds, and storms. Be these my theme, These ! that exalt the soul to solemn thought, And heavenly musing. Welcome, kindred glooms ! Congenial horrors, hail ! with frequent foot...
Página 33 - In yonder grave a druid lies, Where slowly winds the stealing wave ; The year's best sweets shall duteous rise ^ To deck its poet's sylvan grave. In yon deep bed of whispering reeds His airy harp shall now be laid, That he, whose heart in sorrow bleeds, May love through life the soothing shade.
Página 16 - Deep-struck, and runs out all the lengthened line ; Then seeks the farthest ooze, the sheltering weed, The caverned bank, his old secure abode;* And flies aloft, and flounces round the pool, Indignant of the guile. With yielding hand, That feels him still, yet to his furious course Gives way, you, now retiring, following now Across the stream, exhaust his idle rage ; Till, floating broad upon his breathless side, And to his fate abandoned, to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize.
Página 73 - Heavens ! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns and gilded streams till all | The stretching landscape into smoke decays...
Página 34 - Then maids and youths shall linger here, And, while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem in pity's ear To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell. Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar, To bid his gentle spirit rest!
Página 179 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 104 - O'er that the rising system, more complex, Of animals; and, higher still, the mind...
Página 54 - Tis raging noon; and, vertical, the sun Darts on the head direct his forceful rays. O'er heaven and earth, far as the ranging eye Can sweep, a dazzling deluge reigns; and all From pole to pole, is undistinguish'd blaze.