The Seasons: And The Castle of IndolenceClarendon Press, 1891 - 436 sider |
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... round , a holocaust of the verses he had produced during the preceding twelve months . As a boy young Thomson seems to have been natural , healthy , and happy ; well and sympathetically acquainted with the rustic life and rural scenery ...
... round , a holocaust of the verses he had produced during the preceding twelve months . As a boy young Thomson seems to have been natural , healthy , and happy ; well and sympathetically acquainted with the rustic life and rural scenery ...
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... round the globe in circles that widen gradually and grandly to the horizon of a hemisphere , and again contract and close to the narrow dimen- sions of a Scottish dale . They are geographical rather than topographical . Their range and ...
... round the globe in circles that widen gradually and grandly to the horizon of a hemisphere , and again contract and close to the narrow dimen- sions of a Scottish dale . They are geographical rather than topographical . Their range and ...
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... round , a settled gloom , — Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed , Oppressing life , but lovely , gentle , kind , And full of every hope and every joy , 145 150 The wish of Nature . Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ...
... round , a settled gloom , — Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed , Oppressing life , but lovely , gentle , kind , And full of every hope and every joy , 145 150 The wish of Nature . Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ...
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... round Applied their quire ; and winds and waters flowed In consonance . Such were those prime of days . But now those white unblemished minutes , whence The fabling poets took their golden age , Are found no more amid these iron times ...
... round Applied their quire ; and winds and waters flowed In consonance . Such were those prime of days . But now those white unblemished minutes , whence The fabling poets took their golden age , Are found no more amid these iron times ...
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... round , impetuous rushed With universal burst into the gulf , And o'er the high - piled hills of fractured earth Wide dashed the waves in undulation vast , Till from the centre to the streaming clouds A shoreless ocean tumbled round the ...
... round , impetuous rushed With universal burst into the gulf , And o'er the high - piled hills of fractured earth Wide dashed the waves in undulation vast , Till from the centre to the streaming clouds A shoreless ocean tumbled round the ...
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Aaron Hill Æneid Allan Ramsay amid Autumn beauty beneath blank verse breath Burns Canto Castle of Indolence charm cheerful clouds Comus death deep delight earlier editions earlier text earth edition of 1738 Ednam ethereal Faerie Queene fair fame fancy flame flocks flood friends gentle Georgic gloom grace groves Hagley Park heart heaven heroic couplet hills infant beds labour light lines living Lord Lost Lyttelton Malloch Milton mind mountains muse Musidora nature Nature's night Note o'er passage passion peace Philomela plain poem poet poetical poetry pours rage reference rise round rural scene Scotland Seasons shade shining sing smile snow soft song soul Southdean spirit Spring stanza storm stream Summer supra swain sweet swelling tempest thee Thomson thou thought toil vale verse virtue wave wild wind wing Winter wintry woods wretch youth
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Side 274 - And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
Side 260 - Stand, never overlooked, our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut ; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds ; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear ; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Side 183 - 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 104 - Heavens ! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all The stretching landscape into smoke decays...
Side 249 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Side 62 - 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 the' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Side 185 - As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams; Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write with every beam his praise.
Side 186 - tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital breathes there must be joy.
Side 153 - 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...
Side 161 - In vain for him th' officious wife prepares The fire fair-blazing, and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold; Nor friends, nor sacred home.