The seasons; with his life, by mr. Murdoch1806 |
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... scene of life which Mr. THOMSON always remembered with particular pleasure . But what he wrote during that time , either to entertain Sir Wil- liam and Mr. Riccarton , or for his own amusement , he destroyed every new - year's day ...
... scene of life which Mr. THOMSON always remembered with particular pleasure . But what he wrote during that time , either to entertain Sir Wil- liam and Mr. Riccarton , or for his own amusement , he destroyed every new - year's day ...
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... Scene of the following Stanzas is supposed to lie on the Thames , near Richmond . IN yon deep 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 ...
... Scene of the following Stanzas is supposed to lie on the Thames , near Richmond . IN yon deep 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 ...
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... the sower stalks , With measur'd step ; and liberal throws the grain 45 Into the faithful bosom of the ground : The harrow follows harsh , and shuts the scene , Be gracious , Heaven ! for now laborious Man Hath SPRING .
... the sower stalks , With measur'd step ; and liberal throws the grain 45 Into the faithful bosom of the ground : The harrow follows harsh , and shuts the scene , Be gracious , Heaven ! for now laborious Man Hath SPRING .
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... scenes , such as the Mantuan swain Paints in the matchless harmony of song . Or catch thyself the landscape , gliding swift Athwart imagination's vivid eye ; Or , by the vocal woods and waters lull'd , And lost in lonely musing , in the ...
... scenes , such as the Mantuan swain Paints in the matchless harmony of song . Or catch thyself the landscape , gliding swift Athwart imagination's vivid eye ; Or , by the vocal woods and waters lull'd , And lost in lonely musing , in the ...
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... scene of things . As rising from the vegetable world My theme ascends , with equal wing ascend , 565 570 My panting Muse ! and hark , how loud the woods Invite you forth in all your gayest trim . Lend me your song , ye nightingales ! oh ...
... scene of things . As rising from the vegetable world My theme ascends , with equal wing ascend , 565 570 My panting Muse ! and hark , how loud the woods Invite you forth in all your gayest trim . Lend me your song , ye nightingales ! oh ...
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amid art thou astonish'd beam beauty beneath blast blaze bliss blooming boundless breast breathes breeze Castle of Indolence charm Cincinnatus clouds Coriolanus dark darting deep delight deluge descends dreadful earth ether exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle glebe gloom glowing grace grove happy heart heaven hills light lustre luxury Lycurgus matchless maze mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse Naiads Nature Nature's night o'er Palemon passions peace plain poison'd pomp pride rage rapture rills rise rocks roll round rous'd rural scarce scene season shade shake shining shoot smile snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swell swift tempest tender thee THOMSON thou thought thro thunder toil tragic Muse vale vex'd virtue walk waste wave wide wild winds wing Winter wintry wonders woods youth
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Page 180 - 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.
Page 181 - Where o'er the rock the scarcely waving pine Fills the brown shade with a religious awe. And ye, whose bolder note is heard afar, Who shake the astonished world, lift high to heaven The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage.
Page 157 - What water) of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils. These check his fearful steps; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying Man, His wife, his children, and his friends unseen. In vain for him th...
Page 21 - 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.
Page 80 - 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.
Page 158 - Into the horrors of the gloomy jail? Unpitied and unheard, where misery moans; Where Sickness pines; where Thirst and Hunger burn, And poor Misfortune feels the lash of Vice.
Page 7 - 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.
Page 43 - 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 th' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Page 181 - Works in the secret deep ; shoots steaming thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the spring ; Flings from the sun direct the flaming day ; Feeds every creature ; hurls the tempest forth, And, as on earth this grateful change revolves, With transport touches all the springs of life. Nature, attend ! join, every living soul Beneath the spacious temple of the sky, In adoration join ; and ardent raise One general song ! To Him, ye vocal gales, Breathe soft, whose spirit in your freshness breathes.
Page 182 - While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn. Bleat out afresh, ye hills : ye mossy rocks, Retain the sound: the broad responsive low, Ye valleys, raise; for the Great Shepherd reigns; And his unsuffering kingdom yet will come. Ye woodlands...