The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements ... To which is Prefixed, the Life of the Author, Volume 1J. Rivington, 1788 |
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... WINTER . A HYMN . 141 177 The CASTLE of INDOLENCE : An Allegorical Poem . In two Canto's . The Firft . The Second . 181 · 214 A POEM facred to the Memory of Sir ISAAC NEWTON . · A POEM to the Memory of the Right Honourable the Lord ...
... WINTER . A HYMN . 141 177 The CASTLE of INDOLENCE : An Allegorical Poem . In two Canto's . The Firft . The Second . 181 · 214 A POEM facred to the Memory of Sir ISAAC NEWTON . · A POEM to the Memory of the Right Honourable the Lord ...
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... Winter : in which , as himself was a mere novice in fuch matters , he was kindly affifted by Mr. Mallet , then private tutor to his Grace the Duke of Montrose , and his brother the Lord George Graham , fo well known afterwards as an ...
... Winter : in which , as himself was a mere novice in fuch matters , he was kindly affifted by Mr. Mallet , then private tutor to his Grace the Duke of Montrose , and his brother the Lord George Graham , fo well known afterwards as an ...
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... Winter procured him was , that it brought him acquainted with Dr. Rundle , afterwards Lord Bishop of Derry : who , upon converfing with Mr. Thomson , and finding in him qualities greater still , and of more value , than those of a poet ...
... Winter procured him was , that it brought him acquainted with Dr. Rundle , afterwards Lord Bishop of Derry : who , upon converfing with Mr. Thomson , and finding in him qualities greater still , and of more value , than those of a poet ...
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... , to judge from the imita- tions of his manner , which have been following him close , from the very first publication of Winter , he feems to have fixed no inconfiderable æra of the English poetry . A [ xxxi } O D D E ΟΝ ΤΗΕ DEATH.
... , to judge from the imita- tions of his manner , which have been following him close , from the very first publication of Winter , he feems to have fixed no inconfiderable æra of the English poetry . A [ xxxi } O D D E ΟΝ ΤΗΕ DEATH.
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... WINTER paffes off , Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blafts : His blafts obey , and quit the howling hill , The fhatter'd foreft , and the ravag'd vale ; While fofter gales fucceed , at whose kind touch , Diffolving fnows in ...
... WINTER paffes off , Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blafts : His blafts obey , and quit the howling hill , The fhatter'd foreft , and the ravag'd vale ; While fofter gales fucceed , at whose kind touch , Diffolving fnows in ...
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amid beneath beſt blifs bloom bofom boundleſs breaſt breath chearful clouds deep defcends delight earth eaſe endleſs facred fafe fair fame fatire fave fecret fenfe fhade fhall fhining fhore fide figh filent fing firſt fkies flame fleep flood fmiles fnow focial foft folemn fome fong fons foreft foul fpirit friendſhip ftill ftores fuch funk fweet fwell gale gloom grace groves heart heaven himſelf JAMES THOMSON laft laſt light loft mind mingled mix'd moſt mountains Mufe mufic Muſe MUSIDORA muſt Nature Nature's night o'er paffions pleaſe pleaſure Pour'd praiſe rage raiſe rifing riſe round rous'd ſcene ſhade ſhe ſky ſpread ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtorm ſtrain ſtream ſweet tempeft tender thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro toil vale virtue waſte wave whofe whoſe wild winds wing wiſdom woods wretch
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Página 175 - 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. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Página 150 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Página 37 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Página 175 - Shoots full perfection through the swelling year: And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks, And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in Autumn unconfined, And spreads a common feast for all that lives.
Página 148 - 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.
Página 213 - 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...
Página 186 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Página 11 - Base envy withers at another's joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach.
Página 20 - When first the soul of love is sent abroad, Warm through the vital air, and on the heart Harmonious seizes, the gay troops begin, In gallant thought, to plume the painted wing; And try again the long-forgotten strain, At first faint-warbled.
Página 15 - 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.