The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Том 1J. Rivington, 1788 |
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... wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! Thou fmiling Nature's univerfal robe ! United light and fhade ! where the fight dwells With growing strength , and ever - new delight . From the moist ...
... wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! Thou fmiling Nature's univerfal robe ! United light and fhade ! where the fight dwells With growing strength , and ever - new delight . From the moist ...
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... wander o'er the dewy fields , Where freshness breathes , and dafh the trembling drops From the bent bufh , as thro ' the verdant maze Of fweet - briar hedges I purfue my walk ; Or tafte the smell of dairy ; or afcend Some eminence ...
... wander o'er the dewy fields , Where freshness breathes , and dafh the trembling drops From the bent bufh , as thro ' the verdant maze Of fweet - briar hedges I purfue my walk ; Or tafte the smell of dairy ; or afcend Some eminence ...
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... wander thro ' the forest walks , Beneath the umbrageous multitude of leaves . But who can hold the fhade , while Heaven defcends In univerfal bounty , fhedding herbs , And fruits , and flowers , on Nature's ample lap ? Swift fancy fir'd ...
... wander thro ' the forest walks , Beneath the umbrageous multitude of leaves . But who can hold the fhade , while Heaven defcends In univerfal bounty , fhedding herbs , And fruits , and flowers , on Nature's ample lap ? Swift fancy fir'd ...
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... wandering images of things , Soothe every guft of paffion into peace ; All but the fwellings of the foften'd heart , That waken , not disturb , the tranquil mind . Behold yon breathing prospect bids the Muse Throw all her beauty forth ...
... wandering images of things , Soothe every guft of paffion into peace ; All but the fwellings of the foften'd heart , That waken , not disturb , the tranquil mind . Behold yon breathing prospect bids the Muse Throw all her beauty forth ...
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... wandering fwain , the white - wing'd plover wheels Her founding flight , and then directly on In long excurfion fkims the level lawn , To tempt him from her neft . The wild - duck , hence , O'er the rough mofs , and o'er the trackless ...
... wandering fwain , the white - wing'd plover wheels Her founding flight , and then directly on In long excurfion fkims the level lawn , To tempt him from her neft . The wild - duck , hence , O'er the rough mofs , and o'er the trackless ...
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amid beneath beſt blifs bloom bofom boundleſs breaſt breath chearful clouds deep defcends delight earth eaſe endleſs facred fafe fair fame fatire fave fecret fenfe fhade fhall fhining fhore fide figh filent fing firſt fkies flame fleep flood fmiles fnow focial foft folemn fome fong fons foreft foul fpirit friendſhip ftill ftores fuch funk fweet fwell gale gloom grace groves heart heaven himſelf JAMES THOMSON laft laſt light loft mind mingled mix'd moſt mountains Mufe mufic Muſe MUSIDORA muſt Nature Nature's night o'er paffions pleaſe pleaſure Pour'd praiſe rage raiſe rifing riſe round rous'd ſcene ſhade ſhe ſky ſpread ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtorm ſtrain ſtream ſweet tempeft tender thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro toil vale virtue waſte wave whofe whoſe wild winds wing wiſdom woods wretch
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Страница 175 - 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. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Страница 150 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Страница 37 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Страница 175 - Shoots full perfection through the swelling year: And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks, And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in Autumn unconfined, And spreads a common feast for all that lives.
Страница 148 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Страница 213 - 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...
Страница 186 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Страница 11 - Base envy withers at another's joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach.
Страница 20 - When first the soul of love is sent abroad, Warm through the vital air, and on the heart Harmonious seizes, the gay troops begin, In gallant thought, to plume the painted wing; And try again the long-forgotten strain, At first faint-warbled.
Страница 15 - The cavern'd 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 abandon'd, to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize.