The works of mr. James Thomson, to which is prefixed the life of the author by P. Murdoch, Nide 11802 |
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... Come , gentle God of soft Desire 273 273 · 274 275 275 ODE . O Nightingale , best Poet of the Grove 276 ODE . To Seraphina 276 ODE . On Eolus's Harp · 277 HYMN on SOLITUDE 279 AN ACCOUNT OF THE LIFE AND WRITINGS OF MR . CONTENTS .
... Come , gentle God of soft Desire 273 273 · 274 275 275 ODE . O Nightingale , best Poet of the Grove 276 ODE . To Seraphina 276 ODE . On Eolus's Harp · 277 HYMN on SOLITUDE 279 AN ACCOUNT OF THE LIFE AND WRITINGS OF MR . CONTENTS .
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... soft- ness of an elegiac complaint . To such his manly classical spirit could not readily recommend it- self ; till , after a more attentive perusal , they had got the better of their prejudices , and either acquired or affected a truer ...
... soft- ness of an elegiac complaint . To such his manly classical spirit could not readily recommend it- self ; till , after a more attentive perusal , they had got the better of their prejudices , and either acquired or affected a truer ...
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... soft assemblage , listen to my song , Which thy own season paints ; when Nature all Is blooming and benevolent , like thee . And see where surly Winter passes off , Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blasts ! His blasts obey , and ...
... soft assemblage , listen to my song , Which thy own season paints ; when Nature all Is blooming and benevolent , like thee . And see where surly Winter passes off , Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blasts ! His blasts obey , and ...
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... Soft sigh'd the flute ; the tender voice was heard , Warbling the varied heart ; the woodlands round Applied their quire ; and winds and waters flow'd In consonance . Such were those prime of days . But now those white unblemish'd ...
... Soft sigh'd the flute ; the tender voice was heard , Warbling the varied heart ; the woodlands round Applied their quire ; and winds and waters flow'd In consonance . Such were those prime of days . But now those white unblemish'd ...
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... Soft disengage , and back into the stream The speckled captive throw . But should you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots Of pendant trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . Long time ...
... Soft disengage , and back into the stream The speckled captive throw . But should you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots Of pendant trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . Long time ...
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The Works of Mr. James Thomson, to Which Is Prefixed the Life of the Author ... James Thomson, gen,Patrick Murdoch Esikatselu ei käytettävissä - 2016 |
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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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Sivu 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.
Sivu 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...
Sivu 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...
Sivu 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.
Sivu 176 - But wandering oft with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not THEE ; marks not the mighty hand, That ever busy wheels the silent spheres...
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 138 - O'er that the rising system, more complex, Of animals; and, higher still, the mind...
Sivu 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...