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... nature or habits of study , much qualified for tragedy . It does not appear that he had much sense of the pathetic ; and his diffusive and descrip- tive style produced declamation rather than dialogue . His friend Mr. Lyttelton was now ...
... nature or habits of study , much qualified for tragedy . It does not appear that he had much sense of the pathetic ; and his diffusive and descrip- tive style produced declamation rather than dialogue . His friend Mr. Lyttelton was now ...
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... nature , by having passed the affectionate years of your youth together , and by that great softener and engager of hearts , mutual hardship . That it was in my power to ease it a little , I account one of the most exqui- site pleasures ...
... nature , by having passed the affectionate years of your youth together , and by that great softener and engager of hearts , mutual hardship . That it was in my power to ease it a little , I account one of the most exqui- site pleasures ...
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... nature bestows only on a poet ; the eye that distinguishes , in every thing pre- sented to its view , whatever there is on which imagina- tion can delight to be detained , and with a mind that at once comprehends the vast and attends to ...
... nature bestows only on a poet ; the eye that distinguishes , in every thing pre- sented to its view , whatever there is on which imagina- tion can delight to be detained , and with a mind that at once comprehends the vast and attends to ...
Página xiii
... nature , whether pleasing or dreadful . The gaiety of Spring , the splen- dour of Summer , the tranquillity of Autumn , and the hor- ror of Winter , take in their turns possession of the mind . The poet leads us through the appearances ...
... nature , whether pleasing or dreadful . The gaiety of Spring , the splen- dour of Summer , the tranquillity of Autumn , and the hor- ror of Winter , take in their turns possession of the mind . The poet leads us through the appearances ...
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... nature , ascending from the lower to the higher ; with digressions aris- ing from the subject . Its influence on inanimate matter . On vegetables . On brute animals . And last , on man . Concluding with a dissuasive from the wild and ...
... nature , ascending from the lower to the higher ; with digressions aris- ing from the subject . Its influence on inanimate matter . On vegetables . On brute animals . And last , on man . Concluding with a dissuasive from the wild and ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Aaron Hill amid Apennine Autumn beam beauty beneath blank verse blast blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze bright CASTLE OF INDOLENCE clouds deep delight descends dreadful E'en earth ether ev'ry exalts fair fair brow fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle gloom glowing grace grove happy heart heaven herds hills JAMES THOMSON light luxury matchless maze mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse Nature Nature's night o'er passions peace plain poison'd pomp pride race rage rais'd rapture rills rise roar rocks roll round rous'd rural scene season shade shake shining shoot Sir George Lyttelton Sir Spencer Compton smile snow soft song Sophonisba soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet swelling swift tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought thunder toil vale vex'd virtue walk waste wave wide wild winds wing Winter wintry wonders woods youth
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Página 150 - 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.
Página 84 - All ether softening, sober Evening takes Her wonted station in the middle air; A thousand shadows at her beck. First this She sends on earth ; then that, of deeper dye, Steals soft behind; and then a deeper still, In circle following circle, gathers round, To close the face of things. A fresher gale Begins to wave the wood, and stir the stream, Sweeping with shadowy gust the fields of corn ; While the quail clamours for his running mate.
Página 17 - In all the colours of the flushing year, By Nature's swift and secret-working hand, The garden glows, and fills the liberal air With lavish fragrance; while the promis'd fruit Lies yet a little embryo, unperceiv'd, Within its crimson folds.
Página 151 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills, And let me catch it as I muse along.
Página xiv - 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...
Página 148 - 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 heighten'd form ; from pain and death For ever free.
Página 150 - And spreads a common feast for all that lives. In Winter awful THOU ! with clouds and storms Around THEE thrown, tempest o'er tempest roll'd.
Página 148 - See here thy pictur'd life ; pass some few years, 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.
Página 151 - A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise, — whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him, — whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints, Ye forests, bend ; ye harvests, wave to Him • Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon.
Página 131 - With friendship, peace, and contemplation join'd, How many, rack'd with honest passions, droop In deep retir'd distress. How many stand Around the death-bed of their dearest friends, And point the parting anguish. Thought fond man Of these, and all the thousand nameless ills, That one incessant struggle render life, One scene of toil, of suffering, and of fate...