The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements. ...A. Millar, 1766 |
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... hands a few of Mr. Thomson's first essays had fallen . Some inaccu- racies of ftile , and those luxuriancies which a young writer can hardly avoid , lay open to their cavils and cenfure ; fo far indeed they might , be competent judges ...
... hands a few of Mr. Thomson's first essays had fallen . Some inaccu- racies of ftile , and those luxuriancies which a young writer can hardly avoid , lay open to their cavils and cenfure ; fo far indeed they might , be competent judges ...
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... hand , to anfwer , or even to prevent , his demands ; and he had a friend or two befides , whofe hearts , he knew , were not con- tracted by the ample fortunes they had acquired ; who would , of themselves , interpofe , if they faw any ...
... hand , to anfwer , or even to prevent , his demands ; and he had a friend or two befides , whofe hearts , he knew , were not con- tracted by the ample fortunes they had acquired ; who would , of themselves , interpofe , if they faw any ...
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... hand - writing in which he had feen Edward and Eleonora , than he cried out , Away with it ! and the author's profits were reduced to what his bookseller could afford for a tragedy in distress . MR . Thomson's next dramatic performance ...
... hand - writing in which he had feen Edward and Eleonora , than he cried out , Away with it ! and the author's profits were reduced to what his bookseller could afford for a tragedy in distress . MR . Thomson's next dramatic performance ...
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... Child ; again adieu ! X. The genial meads affign'd to blefs Thy life , fhall mourn thy early doom , Their hinds , and fhepherd - girls fhall drefs With fimple hands thy rural tomb . 1 Long , XI . Long , long , thy stone , and Ο xxxi D E.
... Child ; again adieu ! X. The genial meads affign'd to blefs Thy life , fhall mourn thy early doom , Their hinds , and fhepherd - girls fhall drefs With fimple hands thy rural tomb . 1 Long , XI . Long , long , thy stone , and Ο xxxi D E.
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... hand , Difdaining little delicacies , feiz'd The plough , and greatly independent liv'd . YE generous BRITONS , venerate the plough ; And o'er your hills , and long withdrawing vales , Let Autumn spread his treasures to the fun ...
... hand , Difdaining little delicacies , feiz'd The plough , and greatly independent liv'd . YE generous BRITONS , venerate the plough ; And o'er your hills , and long withdrawing vales , Let Autumn spread his treasures to the fun ...
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Страница 172 - Father of light and life, thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure; Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
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Страница 49 - Till far o'er ether spreads the widening glow And from before the lustre of her face White break the clouds away. With quickened step Brown night retires. Young day pours in apace And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock, the mountain's misty top Swell on the sight and brighten with the dawn. Blue through the dusk the smoking currents shine, And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps awkward, while along the forest glade The wild deer trip and often turning gaze At early passenger.
Страница 89 - At first, heard solemn o'er the verge of Heaven, The tempest growls; but as it nearer comes, And rolls its awful burden on the wind, The lightnings flash a larger curve, and more The noise astounds...
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Страница 172 - All nature reels. Till Nature's King, who oft Amid tempestuous darkness dwells alone, And on the wings of the careering wind Walks dreadfully serene, commands a calm; Then, straight, air, sea, and earth, are hush'd at once.