The Works of Mr. James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Band 1R. Baldwin, 1802 |
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... sweet bard , may Fancy die , And Joy desert the blooming year . 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 ! And ...
... sweet bard , may Fancy die , And Joy desert the blooming year . 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 ! And ...
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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 ; For reason and benevolence were law . Harmonious Nature too look'd smiling on . Clear shone ...
... sweet pain , That inly thrilling , but exalts it more . Nor yet injurious act , nor surly deed , Was known among those happy sons of Heaven ; For reason and benevolence were law . Harmonious Nature too look'd smiling on . Clear shone ...
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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 . 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 . See , where the winding vale its lavish stores , Irriguous , spreads ! See , how the lily drinks The latent rill ...
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amid art thou beam beauty Behold beneath blaze bliss bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright calm CASTLE OF INDOLENCE charm clouds dæmon darting deep delight earth ether fair fair brow fancy flame Fleet Street flocks flood gale gentle gloom grace Greece groves happy heart heaven hills JAMES THOMSON join'd light lyre matchless maze mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse MUSIDORA Nature Nature's night nought o'er passions peace Philomelus plain poison'd Pour'd pride rage rapture reigns rills rise robe round rural sacred scene seraphic shade shine sigh silvan sing sleep smile snow soft song soul spirit spread Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet sweet emotions swell tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought toil train trembling vale vex'd virtue walk wandering waste wave Whence wide wild winds wing wintry woods wretch youth
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Seite 34 - 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. Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore, When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar, To bid his gentle spirit rest...
Seite 175 - 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. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year...
Seite 40 - With quicken'd step, Brown Night retires : young Day pours in apace, And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock, the mountain's misty top, Swell on the sight, and brighten with the dawn.
Seite 141 - SEE, Winter comes to rule the varied year, Sullen and sad, with all his rising train : Vapours, and clouds, and storms. Be these my theme, These ! that exalt the soul to solemn thought, And heavenly musing. Welcome, kindred glooms ! Congenial horrors, hail ! with frequent foot...
Seite 135 - In herbs and fruits ; whatever greens the Spring , When heaven descends in showers ; or bends the bough When Summer reddens, and when Autumn beams ; Or in the Wintry glebe whatever lies Conceal'd and fattens with the richest sap : These are not wanting ; nor the milky drove , Luxuriant, spread o'er all the lowing vale ; Nor bleating mountains...
Seite 33 - In yonder grave a druid lies, Where slowly winds the stealing wave ; The year's best sweets shall duteous rise ^ To deck its poet's sylvan grave. In yon deep bed of whispering reeds His airy harp shall now be laid, That he, whose heart in sorrow bleeds, May love through life the soothing shade.
Seite 14 - With yielding hand, That feels him still, yet to his furious course Gives way, you, now retiring, following now Across the stream, exhaust his idle rage; Till floating broad upon his breathless side, And to his fate abandon'd, to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize.
Seite 103 - Beneath the shelter of encircling hills, A myrtle rises, far from human eye, And breathes its balmy fragrance o'er the wild : So flourish'd, blooming, and unseen by all, The sweet Lavinia...
Seite 115 - To raise the virtues, animate the bliss, And sweeten all the toils of human life : This be the female dignity, and praise.
Seite 148 - Attract his slender feet. The foodless wilds Pour forth their brown inhabitants. The hare, Though timorous of heart, and hard beset By death in various forms, dark snares, and dogs, And more unpitying men, the garden seeks, Urged on by fearless want. The bleating kind Eye the bleak heaven, and next the glistening earth, With looks of dumb despair ; then, sad dispersed, Dig for the withered herb through heaps of snow.