The SeasonsJohn Sharpe, 1840 - 203 sider |
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Side 39
... circling year . Come , Inspiration ! from thy hermit - seat , B mortal seldom found : may Fancy dare , From thy fixed serious eye , and raptured glance Shot on surrounding heaven , to steal one look 11 15 Creative of the Poet , every ...
... circling year . Come , Inspiration ! from thy hermit - seat , B mortal seldom found : may Fancy dare , From thy fixed serious eye , and raptured glance Shot on surrounding heaven , to steal one look 11 15 Creative of the Poet , every ...
Side 50
... circling deep , and awes the world ' Tis raging noon ; and , vertical , the sun Darts on the head direct his forceful rays . O'er heaven and earth , far as the ranging eye Can sweep , a dazzling deluge reigns , and all 435 From pole to ...
... circling deep , and awes the world ' Tis raging noon ; and , vertical , the sun Darts on the head direct his forceful rays . O'er heaven and earth , far as the ranging eye Can sweep , a dazzling deluge reigns , and all 435 From pole to ...
Side 52
... circling surface . In the middle droops The strong laborious ox , of honest front , 490 Which incomposed he shakes ; and from his sides The troublous insects lashes with his tail , Returning still . Amid his subjects safe , Slumbers the ...
... circling surface . In the middle droops The strong laborious ox , of honest front , 490 Which incomposed he shakes ; and from his sides The troublous insects lashes with his tail , Returning still . Amid his subjects safe , Slumbers the ...
Side 56
... circling year , Returning suns and double seasonst pass : Rocks rich in gems , and mountains big with mines , That on the high equator ridgy rise , Whence many a bursting stream auriferous plays , Majestic woods , of ever - vigorous ...
... circling year , Returning suns and double seasonst pass : Rocks rich in gems , and mountains big with mines , That on the high equator ridgy rise , Whence many a bursting stream auriferous plays , Majestic woods , of ever - vigorous ...
Side 65
... circling Typhon * whirled from point to point , 965 970 975 980 Typhon and Ecnephia , names of particular storms or hurri- canes , known only between the tropics Exhausting all the rage of all the sky , And 6 * SUMMER . 65 Sinks ...
... circling Typhon * whirled from point to point , 965 970 975 980 Typhon and Ecnephia , names of particular storms or hurri- canes , known only between the tropics Exhausting all the rage of all the sky , And 6 * SUMMER . 65 Sinks ...
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amid Apennine art thou Autumn beam beauty beneath blast blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze bright Castle of Indolence charm cheerful clouds commixed dark darting deep delight deluge descends diffused dreadful E'en earth ether exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle glebe gloom glowing grace grove happy heart heaven herds hills JAMES THOMSON Lapland light lustre luxury Lycurgus matchless maze mighty mingled mountains Muse naiads Nature Nature's night o'er passions peace plain pomp pours pride race rage rapture rills rise roar robe rocks roll round rural scene season shade shake shining shoot smiling snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream swain sweet swelling swift tempest tender thee thou thought thunder toil Typhon vale virtue walk wander waste wave wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods youth
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Side 37 - 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 153 - Tis done ! dread Winter spreads his latest glooms, And reigns tremendous o'er the conquer'd year. How dead the vegetable kingdom lies ! How dumb the tuneful! Horror wide extends His desolate domain. Behold, fond man ! See here thy pictured 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.
Side 158 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns; From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Side 18 - 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 125 - 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...
Side 38 - The Seasons thus, As ceaseless round a jarring world they roll, Still find them happy; and consenting SPRING Sheds her own rosy garland on their heads: Till evening comes at last, serene and mild; When after the long vernal day of life, Enamour'd more, as more remembrance swells With many a proof of recollected love, Together down they sink in social sleep ; Together freed, their gentle spirits fly To scenes where love and bliss immortal reign.
Side 70 - 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 131 - The fowls of heaven, tamed by the cruel season, crowd around the winnowing store, and claim the little boon which Providence assigns them. One alone, the red-breast, sacred to the household gods, wisely regardful of the...
Side 157 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ! where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th...
Side 156 - 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.