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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... These were fomewhat mortified to find their notions disturbed by the appearance of a poet , who seemed to owe nothing but to nature and his own genius . But , in a fhort time , the applause became unanimous ; every one wonder- ing how ...
... These were fomewhat mortified to find their notions disturbed by the appearance of a poet , who seemed to owe nothing but to nature and his own genius . But , in a fhort time , the applause became unanimous ; every one wonder- ing how ...
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... In imitation of the Hebrew Bard , all nature is called forth to do homage to the Creator , and the reader is left en- raptured in filent adoration and praise . VOL . I. ર Besides these , and his tragedy of Sophonisba , written.
... In imitation of the Hebrew Bard , all nature is called forth to do homage to the Creator , and the reader is left en- raptured in filent adoration and praise . VOL . I. ર Besides these , and his tragedy of Sophonisba , written.
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... these , and his tragedy of Sophonisba , written and acted with applause , in the year 1729 , Mr. Thomson had , in 1727 , published his poem to the memory of Sir Isaac Newton , then lately de- ceafed ; containing a deserved encomium of ...
... these , and his tragedy of Sophonisba , written and acted with applause , in the year 1729 , Mr. Thomson had , in 1727 , published his poem to the memory of Sir Isaac Newton , then lately de- ceafed ; containing a deserved encomium of ...
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... These amiable virtues , this divine temper of mind , did not fail of their due reward . His friends loved him with an enthusiastic ardor , and lamented his untimely fate in the manner that is ftill fresh in every one's memory ; the best ...
... These amiable virtues , this divine temper of mind , did not fail of their due reward . His friends loved him with an enthusiastic ardor , and lamented his untimely fate in the manner that is ftill fresh in every one's memory ; the best ...
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... these secret stores Of health , and life , and joy ? the food of Man , While yet he liv'd in innocence , and told A length of golden years ; unflesh'd in blood , A ftranger to the favage arts of life , Death , rapine , carnage , furfeit ...
... these secret stores Of health , and life , and joy ? the food of Man , While yet he liv'd in innocence , and told A length of golden years ; unflesh'd in blood , A ftranger to the favage arts of life , Death , rapine , carnage , furfeit ...
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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
Passagens conhecidas
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.