The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 48, Страница 1H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... force deep - darting to the dark retreat Of vegetation , fets the fteaming Power At large , to wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! Thou fmiling Nature's univerfal robe ! United light and ...
... force deep - darting to the dark retreat Of vegetation , fets the fteaming Power At large , to wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! Thou fmiling Nature's univerfal robe ! United light and ...
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... force . If yet too young , and eafily deceiv'd , 400 405 410 A worthlefs prey fcarce bends your pliant rod , Him , piteous of his youth and the short space He has enjoy'd the vital light of Heaven , Soft difengage , and back into the ...
... force . If yet too young , and eafily deceiv'd , 400 405 410 A worthlefs prey fcarce bends your pliant rod , Him , piteous of his youth and the short space He has enjoy'd the vital light of Heaven , Soft difengage , and back into the ...
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... 'n where the madness of the ftraiten'd ftream Turns in black eddies round ; fuch is the force With which his frantic heart and finews fwell . 815 Nor Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring Are the broad monsters 30 THOMSON'S POEM'S .
... 'n where the madness of the ftraiten'd ftream Turns in black eddies round ; fuch is the force With which his frantic heart and finews fwell . 815 Nor Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring Are the broad monsters 30 THOMSON'S POEM'S .
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... force of Spring on Man ; When heaven and earth , as if contending , vye To raise his being , and ferene his foul . Can he forbear to join the general smile Of Nature ? Can fierce paffions vex his breast , While every gale is peace , and ...
... force of Spring on Man ; When heaven and earth , as if contending , vye To raise his being , and ferene his foul . Can he forbear to join the general smile Of Nature ? Can fierce paffions vex his breast , While every gale is peace , and ...
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... force , As with a chain indiffoluble bound , Thy fyftem rolls entire ; from the far bourne Of utmost Saturn , wheeling wide his round Of thirty years ; to Mercury , whose disk Can fcarce be caught by philofophic eye , Loft in the near ...
... force , As with a chain indiffoluble bound , Thy fyftem rolls entire ; from the far bourne Of utmost Saturn , wheeling wide his round Of thirty years ; to Mercury , whose disk Can fcarce be caught by philofophic eye , Loft in the near ...
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æther amid beam beauty beneath blifs bloom bofom boundleſs breaſt breath breeze calm chearful clouds deep defcends delight earth eaſe Ev'n facred fafe fair fame fave fcene fecret fenfe fhades fhines fide figh filent fing firſt flame fleep flocks flood fmile fnows focial foft folemn fome fong fons foreft foul ftill fuch fudden funk fwain fweet fwell gale gloom grace grove heart heaven hills himſelf laſt loft mind mingled mix'd mountains Mufe mufic Muſe Nature Nature's night nought o'er paffions peace penfive plain pleaſure Pour'd praiſe rage raiſe rife riſe round ſcarce ſcene ſhade ſhakes ſhe ſhore ſkies ſky ſpirit ſpread Spring ſtand ſtate ſteep ſtill ſtores ſtorm ſtrain ſtream ſweep tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil vale vex'd virtue waſte wave whofe whoſe wild winds wing Winter wiſdom woods
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Страница 191 - 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 226 - 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 200 - Full in the passage of the vale, above, A sable, silent, solemn forest stood; Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move, As Idless fancied in her dreaming mood. And up the hills, on either side, a wood Of blackening pines, ay waving to and fro, Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.
Страница 66 - Bear me, Pomona ! to thy citron groves ; To where the lemon and the piercing lime, With the deep orange, glowing through the green, Their lighter glories blend.
Страница 164 - How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame.
Страница 65 - Rocks rich in gems, and mountains big with mines, That on the high equator ridgy rise...
Страница 193 - At once the head, the heart, and tongue of all, Crown the great hymn; in swarming cities vast, Assembled men, to the deep organ join The long-resounding voice, oft breaking clear, At solemn pauses, through the swelling bass; And, as each mingling flame increases each, In one united ardour rise to heaven. Or, if you rather choose the rural...
Страница 40 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where friendship...
Страница 164 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Страница 193 - 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.