Thomson and Pollok: Containing The SeasonsPhillips, Sampson, 1849 - 438 стор. |
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... streams, Shakes on the floods, and in a yellow mist, Far smoking o'er the' interminable plain, In twinkling myriads lights the dewy gems. 195 Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around Full swell the woods ; their very music ...
... streams, Shakes on the floods, and in a yellow mist, Far smoking o'er the' interminable plain, In twinkling myriads lights the dewy gems. 195 Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around Full swell the woods ; their very music ...
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... streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . 315 321 The Seasons since have , with severer sway , Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter keen Shook forth his waste of snows : and Summer shot His pestilential heats ...
... streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . 315 321 The Seasons since have , with severer sway , Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter keen Shook forth his waste of snows : and Summer shot His pestilential heats ...
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... streams , and lent us your own coat Against the Winter's cold ? and the plain ox , That harmless , honest , guileless animal , In what has he offended ? he , whose toil , Patient , and ever ready , clothes the land With all the pomp of ...
... streams , and lent us your own coat Against the Winter's cold ? and the plain ox , That harmless , honest , guileless animal , In what has he offended ? he , whose toil , Patient , and ever ready , clothes the land With all the pomp of ...
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... stream Desccads the billowy foam : now is the time , 385 Wile yet the dark - brown water aids the guile , 380 To tempt the trout . The well dissembled fly , The rod fine - tapering with elastic spring , Snatch'd from the hoary steed the ...
... stream Desccads the billowy foam : now is the time , 385 Wile yet the dark - brown water aids the guile , 380 To tempt the trout . The well dissembled fly , The rod fine - tapering with elastic spring , Snatch'd from the hoary steed the ...
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... stream The speckled captive throw . But should you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots Of pendent trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . Long time he , following cautious , scans ...
... stream The speckled captive throw . But should you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots Of pendent trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . Long time he , following cautious , scans ...
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age to age amid angels bard beams beauty behold beneath blast bliss blood bloom breath burning clouds dark death deep Discase divine earth endless eternal evermore fair faith fancy fear fell fire flame flocks flood gaze gloom glorious glory God's grace groan hand happy harp hast heard heart heaven hell hills holy hope horrid immortal JAMES THOMSON light living look lyre mercy morn mortal vision mountains Muse Nature Nature's naught night numbers o'er passions peace place of skulls poison'd praise pride rage rapture redeemed retired rise ROBERT POLLOK robes rolled round sacred seemed shade shining sighs silent sin after sin sing smiling song soul spirit Spring stood stream sweet swelling tempest thee thou thought thousand throne thunder toil trembling truth Twas utter vale Vegeta virtue voice walk waste wave weeping wild winds wing wisdom wonder wrath youth
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Сторінка 34 - 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 112 - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints.
Сторінка 112 - 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.
Сторінка 114 - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression. But I lose Myself in Him, in light ineffable ! Come, then, expressive Silence, muse His praise.
Сторінка 87 - Through the hush'd air the whitening shower descends, At first thin wavering; till at last the flakes Fall broad, and wide, and fast, dimming the day With a continual flow.
Сторінка 26 - And following slower, in explosion vast, The Thunder raises his tremendous voice. At first, heard solemn o'er the verge of heaven, The tempest growls ; but as it nearer comes, And rolls its awful burden on the wind, The lightnings flash a larger curve, and more The noise astounds : till over head a sheet Of livid flame discloses wide ; then shuts, And opens wider ; shuts and opens still Expansive, wrapping ether in a blaze.
Сторінка 88 - Now, shepherds, to your helpless charge be kind, Baffle the raging year, and fill their pens With food at will; lodge them below the storm, And watch them strict : for from the bellowing east, In this dire season, oft the whirlwind's wing Sweeps up the burden of whole wintry plains At one wide waft, and o•er the hapless flocks, Hid in the hollow of two neighbouring hills, The billowy tempest whelms; till, upward urged, The valley to a shining mountain swells, Tipt with a wreath high-curling in...
Сторінка 86 - The mountain thunders ; and its sturdy sons Stoop to the bottom of the rocks they shade. Lone on the midnight steep, and all aghast, The dark wayfaring stranger breathless toils, And, often falling, climbs against the blast.
Сторінка 40 - Glanced from the imperfect surfaces of things, Flings half an image on the straining eye ; While wavering woods, and villages, and streams, And rocks, and mountain-tops, that long retained The ascending gleam, are all one swimming scene, Uncertain if beheld. Sudden to heaven Thence weary vision turns ; where, leading soft The silent hours of love, with purest ray Sweet Venus shines ; and from her genial rise...