The Works of Mr. James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Том 1R. Baldwin, 1802 |
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... breast . He had improved his taste upon the best originals , ancient and modern ; but could not bear to write what was not strictly his own , what had not more immediately struck his imagination , or touched his heart : so that he is ...
... breast . He had improved his taste upon the best originals , ancient and modern ; but could not bear to write what was not strictly his own , what had not more immediately struck his imagination , or touched his heart : so that he is ...
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... breast . But Man , whom Nature form'd of milder clay , With every kind emotion in his heart , And taught alone to weep ; while from her lap She pours ten thousand delicacies , herbs , And fruits , as numerous as the drops of rain Or ...
... breast . But Man , whom Nature form'd of milder clay , With every kind emotion in his heart , And taught alone to weep ; while from her lap She pours ten thousand delicacies , herbs , And fruits , as numerous as the drops of rain Or ...
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... breast Of the weak helpless uncomplaining wretch , Harsh pain and horror to the tender hand . When with his lively ray the potent sun Has pierced the streams , and roused the finny race , Then , issuing cheerful , to thy sport repair ...
... breast Of the weak helpless uncomplaining wretch , Harsh pain and horror to the tender hand . When with his lively ray the potent sun Has pierced the streams , and roused the finny race , Then , issuing cheerful , to thy sport repair ...
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... breast , In some lone cot amid the distant woods , Sustain'd alone by providential Heaven , Oft , as they weeping eye their infant train , Check their own appetites , and give them all , Nor toil alone they scorn : exalting love , By ...
... breast , In some lone cot amid the distant woods , Sustain'd alone by providential Heaven , Oft , as they weeping eye their infant train , Check their own appetites , and give them all , Nor toil alone they scorn : exalting love , By ...
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... breast with ardour flames , as on he walks , Graceful , and crows defiance . In the pond , The finely - checker'd duck , before her train , Rows garrulous . The stately - sailing swan Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale ; And ...
... breast with ardour flames , as on he walks , Graceful , and crows defiance . In the pond , The finely - checker'd duck , before her train , Rows garrulous . The stately - sailing swan Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale ; And ...
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aërial amid beam beauty Behold beneath blaze bliss bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright calm CASTLE OF INDOLENCE charm clouds dæmon darting deep delight diurnal motion earth ether fair fair brow fancy fatal instinct fate fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle gloom grace grove happy heart heaven herds hills hyæna JAMES THOMSON light luxury lyre maze mead mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse MUSIDORA Nature Nature pants Nature's night nought o'er passions peace plain poison'd pride race rage rapture reigns rills rise robe rocks roll round rural sacred scene season seraphic shade shine silent sing smile smiling banks soft song soul spirit spread Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swelling tempest tender thee Thomson thou toil train Typhon vale vex'd virtue wandering wave Whence wide wild winds wing wintry woods wretch
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Сторінка 141 - 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 141 - 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...
Сторінка 109 - 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...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 16 - Deep-struck, and runs out all the lengthened line ; Then seeks the farthest ooze, the sheltering weed, The caverned 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 abandoned, to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize.
Сторінка 73 - Heavens ! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns and gilded streams till all | The stretching landscape into smoke decays...
Сторінка 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!
Сторінка 179 - 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 : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Сторінка 104 - O'er that the rising system, more complex, Of animals; and, higher still, the mind...
Сторінка 54 - Tis raging noon; and, vertical, the sun Darts on the head direct his forceful rays. O'er heaven and earth, far as the ranging eye Can sweep, a dazzling deluge reigns; and all From pole to pole, is undistinguish'd blaze.