The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Том 1J. Rivington, 1788 |
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... night , the time he commonly chofe for fuch studies ; fo that he would often be heard walking in his library , till near morning , humming over , in his way , what he was to correct and write out next day . The amusements of his leisure ...
... night , the time he commonly chofe for fuch studies ; fo that he would often be heard walking in his library , till near morning , humming over , in his way , what he was to correct and write out next day . The amusements of his leisure ...
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... Night has veil'd the folemn view ! Yet once again , dear parted fhade , Meek Nature's Child , again adieu ! The genial meads affign'd to blefs Thy life , fhall mourn thy early doom , Their hinds , and fhepherd - girls fhall dress With ...
... Night has veil'd the folemn view ! Yet once again , dear parted fhade , Meek Nature's Child , again adieu ! The genial meads affign'd to blefs Thy life , fhall mourn thy early doom , Their hinds , and fhepherd - girls fhall dress With ...
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... night fucceeds , A foftened fhade , and faturated earth Awaits the morning - beam , to give to light , Rais'd thro ' ten thoufand different plaftic tubes , The balmy treafures of the former day . Then fpring the living herbs , profufely ...
... night fucceeds , A foftened fhade , and faturated earth Awaits the morning - beam , to give to light , Rais'd thro ' ten thoufand different plaftic tubes , The balmy treafures of the former day . Then fpring the living herbs , profufely ...
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... o'er the kind - contending throng Superior heard , run thro ' the sweetest length Of notes ; when listening Philomela deigns To let them joy , and purpofes , in thought Elate , to make her night excel their day . 20 SPRING .
... o'er the kind - contending throng Superior heard , run thro ' the sweetest length Of notes ; when listening Philomela deigns To let them joy , and purpofes , in thought Elate , to make her night excel their day . 20 SPRING .
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... night excel their day . The black - bird whistles from the thorny brake ; The mellow bullfinch answers from the grove : Nor are the linnets , o'er the flowering furze Pour'd out profufely , filent . Join'd to these Innumerous fong fters ...
... night excel their day . The black - bird whistles from the thorny brake ; The mellow bullfinch answers from the grove : Nor are the linnets , o'er the flowering furze Pour'd out profufely , filent . Join'd to these Innumerous fong fters ...
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Сторінка 175 - 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.
Сторінка 150 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Сторінка 37 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Сторінка 175 - 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 unconfined, And spreads a common feast for all that lives.
Сторінка 148 - 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.
Сторінка 213 - 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...
Сторінка 186 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Сторінка 11 - Base envy withers at another's joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach.
Сторінка 20 - When first the soul of love is sent abroad, Warm through the vital air, and on the heart Harmonious seizes, the gay troops begin, In gallant thought, to plume the painted wing; And try again the long-forgotten strain, At first faint-warbled.
Сторінка 15 - The cavern'd bank, his old secure abode; And flies aloft, and flounces round the pool, Indignant of the guile. 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.