The seasons; to which is prefixed the life of the authorWeybridge, S. Hamilton Press; Wilkie & Robinson [& 16 others], 1811 - 236 pages |
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... Hill , whom ( being friendless and indigent , and glad of kindness ) he courted with every expression of servile adulation . • Winter ' was dedicated to Sir Spencer Compton , but attracted no regard from him to the author ; till Aaron Hill ...
... Hill , whom ( being friendless and indigent , and glad of kindness ) he courted with every expression of servile adulation . • Winter ' was dedicated to Sir Spencer Compton , but attracted no regard from him to the author ; till Aaron Hill ...
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... Hill , Mr. Mallet ( then Malloch ) , and Mira , the fictitious name of a lady once too well known . Why the dedications to Winter ' and the other Seasons , are , contrarily to custom , left out in the collected works , is not known ...
... Hill , Mr. Mallet ( then Malloch ) , and Mira , the fictitious name of a lady once too well known . Why the dedications to Winter ' and the other Seasons , are , contrarily to custom , left out in the collected works , is not known ...
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... hill , The shatter'd forest , and the ravag'd vale ; While softer gales succeed , at whose kind touch , Dissolving snows in livid torrents lost , The mountains lift their green heads to the sky . As yet the trembling year is unconfirm'd ...
... hill , The shatter'd forest , and the ravag'd vale ; While softer gales succeed , at whose kind touch , Dissolving snows in livid torrents lost , The mountains lift their green heads to the sky . As yet the trembling year is unconfirm'd ...
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... hills , and long - withdrawing vales , Let Autumn spread his treasures to the sun , Luxuriant and unbounded ! As the sea Far through his azure turbulent domain Your empire owns , and from a thousand shores Wafts all the pomp of life ...
... hills , and long - withdrawing vales , Let Autumn spread his treasures to the sun , Luxuriant and unbounded ! As the sea Far through his azure turbulent domain Your empire owns , and from a thousand shores Wafts all the pomp of life ...
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... hill , Led by the breeze , the vivid verdure runs , And swells , and deepens , to the cherish'd eye . The hawthorn whitens , and the juicy groves Put forth their buds , unfolding by degrees , Till the whole leafy forest stands display'd ...
... hill , Led by the breeze , the vivid verdure runs , And swells , and deepens , to the cherish'd eye . The hawthorn whitens , and the juicy groves Put forth their buds , unfolding by degrees , Till the whole leafy forest stands display'd ...
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Aaron Hill amid art thou Autumn beam beauty beneath blank verse blast blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze clouds dark deep delight deluge descends dreadful earth ether ev'ry exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood friends gale gentle gloom glowing grace grove heart heaven herds hills JAMES THOMSON light lustre luxury Lycurgus matchless maze mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains muse nature nature's night numbers o'er passions peace plain poison'd pomp pride rage rapture rills rise roar robe rocks roll round rous'd rural scene season shade shake shining shoot Sir Spencer Compton smile snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swell swift tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought thunder toil Typhon vale vex'd virtue walk wander waste wave Weybridge wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods youth
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Page 153 - Ye woodlands all , awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela , charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise.
Page 129 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Page 149 - Thy flowering Spring, thy Summer's ardent strength. Thy sober autumn fading into age, And pale concluding Winter comes at last, And shuts the scene. Ah ! whither now are fled Those dreams of greatness ? those unsolid hopes Of happiness ? those longings after fame ? Those restless cares?
Page 128 - Father of light and life, Thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself ! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit ; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure, Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
Page 153 - Or if you rather choose the rural shade, And find a fane in every sacred grove ; There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll.
Page xi - He thinks in a peculiar train, and he thinks always as a man of genius; he looks round on Nature and on Life with the eye which Nature bestows only on a poet, the eye that distinguishes in...
Page 150 - Tis come, the glorious morn ! the second birth Of heaven and earth ! awakening Nature hears The new-creating word, and starts to life, In every heightened form, from pain and death For ever free.
Page 22 - Kilda's * shore, whose lonely race Resign the setting sun to Indian worlds, The royal eagle draws his vigorous young, Strong-pounced, and ardent with paternal fire. Now fit to raise a kingdom of their own, He drives them from his fort, the towering seat, For ages, of his empire ; which, in peace, Unstain'd he holds, while many a league to sea He wings his course, and preys in distant isles.
Page 71 - Here let us sweep The boundless landscape; now the raptured eye, Exulting swift, to huge Augusta send, Now to the sister hills that skirt her plain, To lofty Harrow now, and now to where Majestic Windsor lifts his princely brow.
Page 155 - May love through life the soothing shade. 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.