The Poetical Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements : with the Life of the Author and an Essay on the Plan and Characters of the Poem on the Seasons, Band 1Benjamin Johnson, 1804 |
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... sweet Bard , may Fancy die , And joy desert the blooming year . VIII . But thou , lorn Stream , whose sullen tide No sedge - crown'd sisters now attend , Now waft me from the green hill's side , Whose cold turf hides the buried friend ...
... sweet Bard , may Fancy die , And joy desert the blooming year . VIII . But thou , lorn Stream , whose sullen tide No sedge - crown'd sisters now attend , Now waft me from the green hill's side , Whose cold turf hides the buried friend ...
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... sweet - briar hedges I pursue my walk ; Or taste the smell of dairy ; or ascend Some eminence , Augusta , in thy plains , And see the country , far diffus'd around , One boundless blush , one white - empurpled shower Of mingled blossoms ...
... sweet - briar hedges I pursue my walk ; Or taste the smell of dairy ; or ascend Some eminence , Augusta , in thy plains , And see the country , far diffus'd around , One boundless blush , one white - empurpled shower Of mingled blossoms ...
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... sweet pain That , inly thrilling , but exalts it more . Nor yet injurious act nor surly deed Was known among those happy sons of Heaven , 255 For reason and benevolence were law . Harmonious Nature , too , look'd smiling on . Clear ...
... sweet pain That , inly thrilling , but exalts it more . Nor yet injurious act nor surly deed Was known among those happy sons of Heaven , 255 For reason and benevolence were law . Harmonious Nature , too , look'd smiling on . Clear ...
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... 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 ; but you , ye Flocks ! What have ye done ? ye peaceful people ...
... 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 ; but you , ye Flocks ! What have ye done ? ye peaceful people ...
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... sweet , Those looks demure , that deeply pierce the soul , Where , with the light of thoughtful reason mix'd ... sweets . 490 See where the winding vale its lavish stores Irriguous spreads . See how the lily drinks The latent rill ...
... sweet , Those looks demure , that deeply pierce the soul , Where , with the light of thoughtful reason mix'd ... sweets . 490 See where the winding vale its lavish stores Irriguous spreads . See how the lily drinks The latent rill ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
æther amid art thou Autumn beam beauty beneath blast blaze blooming boundless breast breathes breeze charm clouds Coriolanus deep delight descends descriptive poetry Doddington dreadful E'en earth evanescent exalted fair fair brow fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale genius gloom grace grove happy heart heaven hills insects JAMES THOMSON Lapland light luxury matchless maze mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse Nature Nature's night numbers o'er Palemon passions peace plain poem poet poison'd pomp pride race racter rage rapture retir'd rills rise rocks roll round rous'd rural scarce scene season shade shake shining smile snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd Summer swain swelling tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought thro toil tribes Typhon vale vex'd virtue walk waste wave whole wide wild winds wing Winter wintry wonders woods youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 32 - 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 the enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Seite 162 - 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. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound...
Seite 159 - Ye noble few ! who here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up awhile, And what your bounded view, which only saw A little part, deem'd Evil, is no more ; The storms of Wintry Time will quickly pass, And one unbounded Spring encircle all.
Seite 163 - 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.
Seite xxiii - wonders that he never saw before what Thomson shews him, and that he never yet has felt what Thomson impresses.
Seite 161 - Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, thy tenderness and love.
Seite 164 - When, e'en at last, the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey : there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around...
Seite 137 - In vain for him the officious wife prepares The fire fair-blazing, and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home.
Seite 1 - And Winter oft at eve resumes the breeze, Chills the pale morn, and bids his driving sleets Deform the day delightless...
Seite 161 - With light and heat refulgent. Then Thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year : And oft Thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks : And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in Autumn unconfin'd, And spreads a common feast for all that lives...