The seasons; to which is prefixed the life of the authorWeybridge, S. Hamilton Press; Wilkie & Robinson [& 16 others], 1811 - 236 страници |
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... waste . At last from Aries rolls the bounteous sun , And the bright Bull receives him . Then no more Th ' expansive atmosphere is cramp'd with cold ; But , full of life and vivifying soul , Lifts the light clouds sublime , and spreads ...
... waste . At last from Aries rolls the bounteous sun , And the bright Bull receives him . Then no more Th ' expansive atmosphere is cramp'd with cold ; But , full of life and vivifying soul , Lifts the light clouds sublime , and spreads ...
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... waste . For oft , engender'd by the hazy north , Myriads on myriads , insect armies warp Keen in the poison'd breeze : and wasteful eat , Through buds and bark , into the blacken'd core Their eager way . A feeble race ! yet oft The ...
... waste . For oft , engender'd by the hazy north , Myriads on myriads , insect armies warp Keen in the poison'd breeze : and wasteful eat , Through buds and bark , into the blacken'd core Their eager way . A feeble race ! yet oft The ...
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... wastes the weeping hours . These , and a thousand mix'd emotions more , From ever - changing views of good and ill Form'd infinitely various , vex the mind With endless storm ; whence , deeply - rankling , grows The partial thought , a ...
... wastes the weeping hours . These , and a thousand mix'd emotions more , From ever - changing views of good and ill Form'd infinitely various , vex the mind With endless storm ; whence , deeply - rankling , grows The partial thought , a ...
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... waste of snows ; and Summer shot His pestilential heats . Great Spring , before , Green'd all the year : and fruits and blossoms blush'd In social sweetness on the self - same bough . Pure was the temp'rate air ; an even calm Perpetual ...
... waste of snows ; and Summer shot His pestilential heats . Great Spring , before , Green'd all the year : and fruits and blossoms blush'd In social sweetness on the self - same bough . Pure was the temp'rate air ; an even calm Perpetual ...
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... waste of music is the voice of love ; That e'en to birds and beasts the tender arts Of pleasing teaches . Hence the glossy kind Try ev'ry winning way inventive love Can dictate , and in courtship to their mates Pour forth their little ...
... waste of music is the voice of love ; That e'en to birds and beasts the tender arts Of pleasing teaches . Hence the glossy kind Try ev'ry winning way inventive love Can dictate , and in courtship to their mates Pour forth their little ...
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Aaron Hill amid art thou Autumn beam beauty beneath blank verse blast blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze clouds dark deep delight deluge descends dreadful earth ether ev'ry exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood friends gale gentle gloom glowing grace grove heart heaven herds hills JAMES THOMSON light lustre luxury Lycurgus matchless maze mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains muse nature nature's night numbers o'er passions peace plain poison'd pomp pride rage rapture rills rise roar robe rocks roll round rous'd rural scene season shade shake shining shoot Sir Spencer Compton smile snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swell swift tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought thunder toil Typhon vale vex'd virtue walk wander waste wave Weybridge wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods youth
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Страница 153 - Ye woodlands all , awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela , charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise.
Страница 129 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Страница 149 - Thy flowering Spring, thy Summer's ardent strength. Thy sober autumn fading into age, And pale concluding Winter comes at last, And shuts the scene. Ah ! whither now are fled Those dreams of greatness ? those unsolid hopes Of happiness ? those longings after fame ? Those restless cares?
Страница 128 - 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...
Страница 153 - Or if you rather choose the rural shade, And find a fane in every sacred grove ; 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.
Страница xi - He thinks in a peculiar train, and he thinks always as a man of genius; he looks round on Nature and on Life with the eye which Nature bestows only on a poet, the eye that distinguishes in...
Страница 150 - Tis come, the glorious morn ! the second birth Of heaven and earth ! awakening Nature hears The new-creating word, and starts to life, In every heightened form, from pain and death For ever free.
Страница 22 - Kilda's * shore, whose lonely race Resign the setting sun to Indian worlds, The royal eagle draws his vigorous young, Strong-pounced, and ardent with paternal fire. Now fit to raise a kingdom of their own, He drives them from his fort, the towering seat, For ages, of his empire ; which, in peace, Unstain'd he holds, while many a league to sea He wings his course, and preys in distant isles.
Страница 71 - Here let us sweep The boundless landscape; now the raptured eye, Exulting swift, to huge Augusta send, Now to the sister hills that skirt her plain, To lofty Harrow now, and now to where Majestic Windsor lifts his princely brow.
Страница 155 - May love through life the soothing shade. Then maids and youths shall linger here, And while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem in Pity's ear To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell.