The Seasons, Hymns, Ode, and SongsJ. W. H. Payne, 1813 - 323 стор. |
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... force them ; and the rest , intent only on the preservation of a joyless being , have ceased to exert those powers of pleasing , which , at other seasons , so much contribute to their mutual happiness , as well as to the amusement of ...
... force them ; and the rest , intent only on the preservation of a joyless being , have ceased to exert those powers of pleasing , which , at other seasons , so much contribute to their mutual happiness , as well as to the amusement of ...
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... force of the pathetic . On these accounts , writers much inferior in respect to the powers of description and imagery , have equalled our poet in elegant and benevolent sentiment , and perhaps excelled him in in- teresting narration ...
... force of the pathetic . On these accounts , writers much inferior in respect to the powers of description and imagery , have equalled our poet in elegant and benevolent sentiment , and perhaps excelled him in in- teresting narration ...
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... force deep - darting to the dark retreat Of vegetation , sets the steaming Power At large , to wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! 65 70 75 80 The Season described as it affects the various ...
... force deep - darting to the dark retreat Of vegetation , sets the steaming Power At large , to wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! 65 70 75 80 The Season described as it affects the various ...
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... force . If yet too young , and easily deceiv'd , A worthless prey scarce bends your pliant rod ; Him , piteous of his youth and the short space He has enjoy'd the vital light of Heaven , Soft disengage ; and back into the stream 415 The ...
... force . If yet too young , and easily deceiv'd , A worthless prey scarce bends your pliant rod ; Him , piteous of his youth and the short space He has enjoy'd the vital light of Heaven , Soft disengage ; and back into the stream 415 The ...
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... force With which his frantic heart and sinews swell . Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring Are the broad monsters of the foaming deep : From the deep ooze and gelid cavern rous'd , They flounce and tumble in unwieldy joy . Dire were ...
... force With which his frantic heart and sinews swell . Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring Are the broad monsters of the foaming deep : From the deep ooze and gelid cavern rous'd , They flounce and tumble in unwieldy joy . Dire were ...
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affects the various amid art thou Autumn beam beauty beneath bloom bosom boundless breast breathes breeze Caledonia Celadon charm clouds Coriolanus deep delightful descends descriptive poetry earth ether Ev'n exalted fair fair brow fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle gloom glowing grace grove happy heart heaven hills Lapland light luxury matchless maze mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse Musidora Nature Nature's night numbers o'er Palemon passions peace plain poet poison'd pomp pride race rage rapture rills rise rocks roll round rous'd rural scarce scene Season described Season on Animals shade shine smile snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd Summer swain sweet sweet emotions swell tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought thunder toil train tribes vale vegetable vex'd virtue walk waste wave wild winds wing Winter wintry wonders woods youth
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Сторінка 301 - Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Сторінка 299 - 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.
Сторінка 303 - tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital breathes there must be joy.
Сторінка 249 - 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...
Сторінка 99 - 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.
Сторінка 56 - Sits on the horizon round a settled gloom : Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed, Oppressing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspen tall.
Сторінка 265 - And heedless rambling Impulse learn to think ; The conscious heart of Charity would warm, And her wide wish Benevolence dilate ; The social tear would rise, the social sigh ; And into clear perfection, gradual bliss, Refining still, the social passions work.
Сторінка 49 - 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.
Сторінка 88 - The whole creation round. Contentment walks The sunny glade, and feels an inward bliss Spring o'er his mind, beyond the power of kings To purchase.
Сторінка 263 - 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.