The seasons, with the life of the author: to which are added Hesiod, or the Rise of woman, and the Hermit, by Parnell; together with Henry and Emma, by Prior1808 - 339 Seiten |
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... beam . The rapid radiance instantaneous strikes Th ' illumin'd mountain , thro ' the forest streams , Shakes on the floods , and in a yellow mist , Far smoaking o'er th ' interminable plain , In twinkling myriads lights the dewy gems ...
... beam . The rapid radiance instantaneous strikes Th ' illumin'd mountain , thro ' the forest streams , Shakes on the floods , and in a yellow mist , Far smoaking o'er th ' interminable plain , In twinkling myriads lights the dewy gems ...
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... beam , to give to light , Rais'd thro ' ten thousand different plastic tubes , The balmy treasures of the former day . Then spring the living herbs , profusely wild , O'er all the deep - green earth , beyond the power Of botanist to ...
... beam , to give to light , Rais'd thro ' ten thousand different plastic tubes , The balmy treasures of the former day . Then spring the living herbs , profusely wild , O'er all the deep - green earth , beyond the power Of botanist to ...
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... beam : For their light slumbers gently fum'd away ; And up they rose as vigorous as the sun , Or to the culture of the willing glebe , Or to the chearful tendance of the flock . Meantime the song went round ; and dance and sport ...
... beam : For their light slumbers gently fum'd away ; And up they rose as vigorous as the sun , Or to the culture of the willing glebe , Or to the chearful tendance of the flock . Meantime the song went round ; and dance and sport ...
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... beams that gave them birth : shall he , fair form ! Who wears sweet smiles , and looks erect on Heaven , E'er stoop to mingle with the prowling herd , And dip his tongue in gore ? The beast of prey , Blood - stain'd , deserves to bleed ...
... beams that gave them birth : shall he , fair form ! Who wears sweet smiles , and looks erect on Heaven , E'er stoop to mingle with the prowling herd , And dip his tongue in gore ? The beast of prey , Blood - stain'd , deserves to bleed ...
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... beam ; and on your open front And liberal cye , sits , from his dark retreat Inviting modest Want . Nor , till invok'd Can restless goodness wait ; your active search Leaves no cold wintry corner unexplor❜d ; Like silent - working ...
... beam ; and on your open front And liberal cye , sits , from his dark retreat Inviting modest Want . Nor , till invok'd Can restless goodness wait ; your active search Leaves no cold wintry corner unexplor❜d ; Like silent - working ...
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The Seasons, with the Life of the Author: To Which Are Added Hesiod, Or the ... James Thomson,Thomas Parnell Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
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amid art thou beam beauteous beauty bending beneath blaze blooming bosom boundless breast breath breeze bright CASTLE OF INDOLENCE charms chearful clouds Coriolanus crouds darting deep delight dreadful earth Emma Emma's ether exalts fair faithless fancy fate fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle gloom glow grace groves happy heart heaven Henry Hesiod hills JAMES THOMSON light maid matchless maze mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse Nature Nature's night Nut-brown Maid Nymph o'er passion peace plain pleas'd poison'd pride race rage rapture rills rise roar rocks roll round rove rural scene season shade shine silvan sing smiles snow soft song soul spread Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swelling tempest tender thee THOMAS PARNELL Thomson thou thought thro toil trembling Twas Typhon vale vex'd virtue walk wandering waste wave wild winds wing woods youth
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Seite 242 - Ah! little think the gay licentious proud, "Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround ; They who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth And wanton, often cruel, riot waste ;— Ah ! little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain...
Seite 87 - 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 th' enlivening spirit and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Seite 275 - But wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not thee, marks not the mighty hand, That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres; Works in the secret deep ; shoots, steaming, thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring...
Seite 63 - Every copse Deep-tangled, tree irregular, and bush Bending with dewy moisture, o'er the heads Of the coy quiristers that lodge within, Are prodigal of harmony.
Seite 177 - A native grace Sat fair-proportion'd on her polish'd limbs, Veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire, * Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.
Seite 39 - COME, gentle SPRING ! ethereal Mildness ! come, And from the bosom of yon dropping cloud, While Music wakes around, veil'd in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend.
Seite 234 - Hush'd in deep silence, sleep ye when 'tis calm ? When from the pallid sky the sun descends, With many a spot, that o'er his glaring orb Uncertain wanders, stain'd ; red fiery streaks Begin to flush around.
Seite 276 - 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. Ye chief, for whom the whole creation smiles, At once the head, the heart, and tongue of all, Crown the great hymn!
Seite 292 - He stopp'd with silence, walk'd with trembling heart, And much he wish'd, but durst not ask to part ; Murmuring he lifts his eyes, and thinks it hard That generous actions meet a base reward. While thus they pass, the sun his glory shrouds, The changing skies hang out their sable clouds ; A sound in air presag'd approaching rain, And beasts to covert scud across the plain. Warn'd by the signs, the wandering pair retreat To seek for shelter at a neighboring seat.
Seite 233 - Nature! great parent! whose unceasing hand Rolls round the seasons of the changeful year, How mighty, how majestic, are thy works ! With what a pleasing dread they swell the soul!