The Seasons: And The Castle of IndolenceClarendon Press, 1891 - 436 страници |
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... virtues can declare ? who pierce With vision pure into these secret stores Of life , and health , and joy ? the food of man While yet he lived in innocence , and told A length of golden years , unfleshed in blood , A stranger to the ...
... virtues can declare ? who pierce With vision pure into these secret stores Of life , and health , and joy ? the food of man While yet he lived in innocence , and told A length of golden years , unfleshed in blood , A stranger to the ...
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... virtue , and her arts revive . 910 915 920 925 930 Or , turning thence thy view , these graver thoughts The muses charm , while with sure taste refined You draw the inspiring breath of ancient song , Till nobly rises emulous thy own ...
... virtue , and her arts revive . 910 915 920 925 930 Or , turning thence thy view , these graver thoughts The muses charm , while with sure taste refined You draw the inspiring breath of ancient song , Till nobly rises emulous thy own ...
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... virtue , and approving Heaven . These are the matchless joys of virtuous love , And thus their moments fly . The Seasons thus , As ceaseless round a jarring world they roll , 11 I I Still find them happy ; and consenting Spring Sheds ...
... virtue , and approving Heaven . These are the matchless joys of virtuous love , And thus their moments fly . The Seasons thus , As ceaseless round a jarring world they roll , 11 I I Still find them happy ; and consenting Spring Sheds ...
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... virtue struggling on the brink of vice ; In waking whispers and repeated dreams To hint pure thought and warn the favoured soul For future trials fated to prepare ; 530 To prompt the poet , who devoted gives His muse to better themes ...
... virtue struggling on the brink of vice ; In waking whispers and repeated dreams To hint pure thought and warn the favoured soul For future trials fated to prepare ; 530 To prompt the poet , who devoted gives His muse to better themes ...
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... converse , by gay lively sense Inspired , where moral wisdom mildly shone Without the toil of art , and virtue glowed In all her smiles without forbidding pride . 570 575 But , O thou best of parents , wipe thy 80 THE SEASONS .
... converse , by gay lively sense Inspired , where moral wisdom mildly shone Without the toil of art , and virtue glowed In all her smiles without forbidding pride . 570 575 But , O thou best of parents , wipe thy 80 THE SEASONS .
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Aaron Hill Æneid Allan Ramsay amid Autumn beauty beneath blank verse breath Burns Canto Castle of Indolence charm cheerful clouds Comus death deep delight earlier editions earlier text earth edition of 1738 Ednam ethereal Faerie Queene fair fame fancy flame flocks flood friends gentle Georgic gloom grace groves Hagley Park heart heaven heroic couplet hills infant beds labour light lines living Lord Lost Lyttelton Malloch Milton mind mountains muse Musidora nature Nature's night Note o'er passage passion peace Philomela plain poem poet poetical poetry pours rage reference rise round rural scene Scotland Seasons shade shining sing smile snow soft song soul Southdean spirit Spring stanza storm stream Summer supra swain sweet swelling tempest thee Thomson thou thought toil vale verse virtue wave wild wind wing Winter wintry woods wretch youth
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Страница 274 - And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
Страница 260 - Stand, never overlooked, our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut ; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds ; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear ; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Страница 183 - 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.
Страница 104 - 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...
Страница 249 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Страница 62 - 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 185 - 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. Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write with every beam his praise.
Страница 186 - tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital breathes there must be joy.
Страница 153 - 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...
Страница 161 - 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.