The Works of Mr. James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Volume 1R. Baldwin, 1802 |
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... scene of life which Mr. Thomson always remembered with particular pleasure . But what he wrote during that time , either to enter- tain Sir William 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 enter- tain Sir William 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 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 ...
... scene of the following stanzas is supposed to lie on the Thames near Richmond . 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 ...
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... scene . Be gracious , Heaven ! for now laborious Man Has done his part . Ye fostering breezes , blow ! Ye softening dews , ye tender showers , descend ! And temper all , thou world - reviving sun , Into the perfect year ! Nor ye who ...
... scene . Be gracious , Heaven ! for now laborious Man Has done his part . Ye fostering breezes , blow ! Ye softening dews , ye tender showers , descend ! And temper all , thou world - reviving sun , Into the perfect year ! Nor ye who ...
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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 My panting Muse ; and hark , how loud the woods Invite you forth in all your gayest trim ! Lend me your song , ye nightingales ! oh pour The ...
... scene of things . As rising from the vegetable world My theme ascends , with equal wing ascend My panting Muse ; and hark , how loud the woods Invite you forth in all your gayest trim ! Lend me your song , ye nightingales ! oh pour The ...
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Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 104 - O'er that the rising system, more complex, Of animals; and, higher still, the mind...
Page 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.