The works of mr. James Thomson, to which is prefixed the life of the author by P. Murdoch, Volume 11802 |
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... turn his views towards Lon- don ; where works of genius may always expect a candid reception and due encouragement ... turning to Mr. Thomson , he told him , smiling , that if he thought of being useful in the ministry , he must keep a ...
... turn his views towards Lon- don ; where works of genius may always expect a candid reception and due encouragement ... turning to Mr. Thomson , he told him , smiling , that if he thought of being useful in the ministry , he must keep a ...
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... through the closing woods , Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspin tall . Th ' uncurling floods , diffus'd In glassy breadth , seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course . " Tis silence all , SPRING : 7.
... through the closing woods , Or rustling turn the many twinkling leaves Of aspin tall . Th ' uncurling floods , diffus'd In glassy breadth , seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course . " Tis silence all , SPRING : 7.
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... turn to the rural seat , Whose lofty elms , and venerable oaks , Invite the rook , who high amid the boughs , In early Spring , his airy city builds , And ceaseless caws amusive ; there , well - pleas'd , The farthest of the western ...
... turn to the rural seat , Whose lofty elms , and venerable oaks , Invite the rook , who high amid the boughs , In early Spring , his airy city builds , And ceaseless caws amusive ; there , well - pleas'd , The farthest of the western ...
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... turns the changeful neck . While thus the gentle tenants of the shade Indulge their purer loves , the rougher world Of brutes , below , rush furious into flame And fierce desire . Through all his lusty veins The bull , deep - scorch'd ...
... turns the changeful neck . While thus the gentle tenants of the shade Indulge their purer loves , the rougher world Of brutes , below , rush furious into flame And fierce desire . Through all his lusty veins The bull , deep - scorch'd ...
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... Turns in black eddies round : such is the force With which his frantic heart and sinews swell . Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring Are the broad monsters of the foaming deep : From the deep ooze and gelid cavern roused , They ...
... Turns in black eddies round : such is the force With which his frantic heart and sinews swell . Nor undelighted by the boundless Spring Are the broad monsters of the foaming deep : From the deep ooze and gelid cavern roused , They ...
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amid art thou beam beauty Behold beneath blaze bliss bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright calm Castle of Indolence charm clouds dæmon darting deep delight earth ether fair fair brow fancy flame Fleet Street flocks flood gale gentle gloom grace Greece grove happy heart heaven hills JAMES THOMSON join'd light lyre matchless maze mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse MUSIDORA Nature Nature's night nought o'er passions peace Philomelus plain poison'd Pour'd pride rage rapture reigns rills rise robe round rural sacred scene seraphic shade shine sigh silvan sing sleep smile snow soft song soul spirit spread Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweet sweet emotions swell tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought toil train vale vex'd virtue walk wandering waste wave Whence wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods wretch youth
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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.
Página 175 - With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun 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. In Winter awful thou...
Página 141 - 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...
Página 18 - 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.
Página 176 - But wandering oft with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not THEE ; marks not the mighty hand, That ever busy wheels the silent spheres...
Página 35 - 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.
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 : 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.
Página 88 - The great deliverer he, who from the gloom Of cloistered monks and jargon-teaching schools, Led forth the true philosophy, there long Held in the magic chain of words and forms And definitions void: he led her forth, Daughter of Heaven! that, slow-ascending still, Investigating sure the chain of things, With radiant finger points to Heaven again.
Página 138 - O'er that the rising system, more complex, Of animals; and, higher still, the mind...
Página 186 - Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found. It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground ; And there a season atween June and May, Half...