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amid beam beauty beneath blooming breast breathes breeze bright circling clouds comes dark death deep delight descends earth ether fair fall fancy fear feels fields fierce flame flocks flood force gale give gloom grace grove hand happy head heard heart heaven Hence hills human kind land light lively look lost mind mingled mountains Muse Nature Nature's night o'er once passions peace plain pride pure race rage rise rocks roll round rural scarce scene season sense shade shake shining sits smile snow soft song soul sounding spirit spreads Spring stand storm stream sweet swell tempest tender thee THOMSON thou thought thousand thro till toil train turn vale various virtue voice walk waste wave whole wide wild winds wing Winter wonders woods youth
Side 176 - 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.
Side 153 - What water) of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils. These check his fearful steps; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying Man, His wife, his children, and his friends unseen. In vain for him th...
Side 17 - 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.
Side 77 - And following slower, in explosion vast, The Thunder raises his tremendous voice. At first, heard solemn o'er the verge of heaven, The tempest growls ; but as it nearer comes, And rolls its awful burden on the wind, The lightnings flash a larger curve, and more The noise astounds : till over head a sheet Of livid flame discloses wide ; then shuts, And opens wider ; shuts and opens still Expansive, wrapping ether in a blaze.
Side 154 - Into the horrors of the gloomy jail? Unpitied and unheard, where misery moans; Where Sickness pines; where Thirst and Hunger burn, And poor Misfortune feels the lash of Vice.
Side 3 - COME, gentle SPRING, ethereal Mildness, come, And from the bosom of yon dropping cloud, While music wakes around, veil'd in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend.
Side 39 - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe th' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Side 177 - 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. Nature, attend ! join, every living soul Beneath the spacious temple of the sky, In adoration join ; and ardent raise One general song ! To Him, ye vocal gales, Breathe soft, whose spirit in your freshness breathes.