Thomson and Pollok: Containing The SeasonsPhillips, Sampson, 1849 - 438 страници |
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... naught but angel's foot , or saint's , elect Of God , may venture there to walk . Here oft The sons of bliss take morn or evening pastime , Delighted to behold ten thousand worlds Around their suns revolving in the vast External space ...
... naught but angel's foot , or saint's , elect Of God , may venture there to walk . Here oft The sons of bliss take morn or evening pastime , Delighted to behold ten thousand worlds Around their suns revolving in the vast External space ...
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... naught . Equipped and bent for heaven , I left yon world , My native seat , which scarce your eye can reach , Rolling around her central sun , far out , On utmost verge of light . But first , to see What lay beyond the visible creation ...
... naught . Equipped and bent for heaven , I left yon world , My native seat , which scarce your eye can reach , Rolling around her central sun , far out , On utmost verge of light . But first , to see What lay beyond the visible creation ...
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... naught but yourself alone . But why should I in words attempt to tell What that is like , which is , and yet is not ? This past , my path , descending , led me still O'er unclaimed continents of desert gloom Immense , where gravitation ...
... naught but yourself alone . But why should I in words attempt to tell What that is like , which is , and yet is not ? This past , my path , descending , led me still O'er unclaimed continents of desert gloom Immense , where gravitation ...
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... naught could see And not admire , admire and not adore . And from its own essential beams it gave Light to itself , that made the gloom more dark . And every eye in that infernal pit Beheld it still ; and from its face - how fair ! Oh ...
... naught could see And not admire , admire and not adore . And from its own essential beams it gave Light to itself , that made the gloom more dark . And every eye in that infernal pit Beheld it still ; and from its face - how fair ! Oh ...
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... Naught else hath God given countenance so fair . But why in such a place it should abide ? What place it is ? What beings there lament ? Whence came they ? and for what their endless groan ? Why curse they God ? why seek they utter ...
... Naught else hath God given countenance so fair . But why in such a place it should abide ? What place it is ? What beings there lament ? Whence came they ? and for what their endless groan ? Why curse they God ? why seek they utter ...
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age to age amid angels bard beams beauty behold beneath blast bliss blood bloom breath burning clouds dark death deep Discase divine earth endless eternal evermore fair faith fancy fear fell fire flame flocks flood gaze gloom glorious glory God's grace groan hand happy harp hast heard heart heaven hell hills holy hope horrid immortal JAMES THOMSON light living look lyre mercy morn mortal vision mountains Muse Nature Nature's naught night numbers o'er passions peace place of skulls poison'd praise pride rage rapture redeemed retired rise ROBERT POLLOK robes rolled round sacred seemed shade shining sighs silent sin after sin sing smiling song soul spirit Spring stood stream sweet swelling tempest thee thou thought thousand throne thunder toil trembling truth Twas utter vale Vegeta virtue voice walk waste wave weeping wild winds wing wisdom wonder wrath youth
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Страница 34 - 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 112 - 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.
Страница 112 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along.
Страница 114 - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression. But I lose Myself in Him, in light ineffable ! Come, then, expressive Silence, muse His praise.
Страница 87 - Through the hush'd air the whitening shower descends, At first thin wavering; till at last the flakes Fall broad, and wide, and fast, dimming the day With a continual flow.
Страница 26 - And following slower, in explosion vast, The Thunder raises his tremendous voice. 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 : till over head a sheet Of livid flame discloses wide ; then shuts, And opens wider ; shuts and opens still Expansive, wrapping ether in a blaze.
Страница 88 - Now, shepherds, to your helpless charge be kind, Baffle the raging year, and fill their pens With food at will; lodge them below the storm, And watch them strict : for from the bellowing east, In this dire season, oft the whirlwind's wing Sweeps up the burden of whole wintry plains At one wide waft, and o•er the hapless flocks, Hid in the hollow of two neighbouring hills, The billowy tempest whelms; till, upward urged, The valley to a shining mountain swells, Tipt with a wreath high-curling in...
Страница 86 - The mountain thunders ; and its sturdy sons Stoop to the bottom of the rocks they shade. Lone on the midnight steep, and all aghast, The dark wayfaring stranger breathless toils, And, often falling, climbs against the blast.
Страница 40 - Glanced from the imperfect surfaces of things, Flings half an image on the straining eye ; While wavering woods, and villages, and streams, And rocks, and mountain-tops, that long retained The ascending gleam, are all one swimming scene, Uncertain if beheld. Sudden to heaven Thence weary vision turns ; where, leading soft The silent hours of love, with purest ray Sweet Venus shines ; and from her genial rise...