The poetical works of James Thomson. With life, critical diss., and explanatory notes. The text ed. by C.C. Clarke1873 |
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... wide landscape view , than in the cabinet picture or the miniature . He was better at describing the Torrid Zone than a lady's toilet - coping with the aggre- gate terrors of Winter than telling a tale of individual woe . He is more a ...
... wide landscape view , than in the cabinet picture or the miniature . He was better at describing the Torrid Zone than a lady's toilet - coping with the aggre- gate terrors of Winter than telling a tale of individual woe . He is more a ...
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... wide imperial Rome , in the full height Of elegance and taste , by Greece refin'd . In ancient times , the sacred plough employ'd The kings , and awful fathers of mankind : And some , with whom compar'd your insect - tribes Are but the ...
... wide imperial Rome , in the full height Of elegance and taste , by Greece refin'd . In ancient times , the sacred plough employ'd The kings , and awful fathers of mankind : And some , with whom compar'd your insect - tribes Are but the ...
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... Wide dash'd the waves , in undulation vast ; Till , from the centre to the streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . The Seasons since have , with severer sway , . 291 301 310 Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter ...
... Wide dash'd the waves , in undulation vast ; Till , from the centre to the streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . The Seasons since have , with severer sway , . 291 301 310 Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter ...
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... wide , and wild ; Where , undisguis'd by mimic Art , she spreads Unbounded beauty to the roving eye . Here their delicious task the fervent bees , In swarming millions , tend : around , athwart , Through the soft air , the busy nations ...
... wide , and wild ; Where , undisguis'd by mimic Art , she spreads Unbounded beauty to the roving eye . Here their delicious task the fervent bees , In swarming millions , tend : around , athwart , Through the soft air , the busy nations ...
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... wide , Than , all alive , at once their joy o'erflows In music unconfin'd . Up springs the lark , Shrill - voiced , and loud , the messenger of morn : Ere yet the shadows fly , he mounted sings Amid the dawning clouds , and from their ...
... wide , Than , all alive , at once their joy o'erflows In music unconfin'd . Up springs the lark , Shrill - voiced , and loud , the messenger of morn : Ere yet the shadows fly , he mounted sings Amid the dawning clouds , and from their ...
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amid Behold beneath breast breath calm clouds dark death deep delight earth fair fall fear feel fields fire flame flood force gale genius give glory grace grove hand happy head hear heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human kind land leaves light live lonely look mind morn mountains Muse Nature never night o'er once peace plain poem pride race rage rise rocks roll round scene seen shade shine shore silent sing sits sleep smile soft song sons soon soul sound spirit spread Spring storm strain stream sweet swell tear thee thou thought till toil turn vale virtue voice walk wandering waste wave White whole wide wild winds wing woods youth
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Страница 306 - 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.
Страница 226 - Then shalt thou cause the trumpet of the jubilee to sound on the tenth day of the seventh month, in the Day of Atonement shall ye make the trumpet sound throughout all your land.
Страница 141 - As thus the snows arise; and foul, and fierce, All Winter drives along the darkened air; In his own loose-revolving fields, the swain Disaster'd stands; sees other hills ascend, Of unknown joyless brow; and other scenes, Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain: Nor finds the river, nor the forest, hid Beneath the formless wild; but wanders on From hill to dale, still more and more astray; Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home Rush...
Страница 35 - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Страница 168 - There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the Summer ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening east...
Страница 227 - And these words, which I command thee this day, shall be in thine heart: and thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up.
Страница 143 - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Страница 167 - As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike Amid the spangled sky the silver lyre.
Страница 142 - In vain for him th' officious wife prepares The fire fair-blazing and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home.
Страница 167 - Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints.