The Seasons: By James ThomsonJohn Shweighauser, 1769 - 180 sider |
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Side 13
... Soft figh'd the flute ; the tender voice was heard , Warbling the varied heart ; the woodlands round Apply'd their quire ; and winds and waters flow'd 270 In confonance . Such were thofe prime of days . But Bur now thofe white unblemish ...
... Soft figh'd the flute ; the tender voice was heard , Warbling the varied heart ; the woodlands round Apply'd their quire ; and winds and waters flow'd 270 In confonance . Such were thofe prime of days . But Bur now thofe white unblemish ...
Side 18
... Soft difengage , and back into the stream The fpeckled 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 difengage , and back into the stream The fpeckled 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 ...
Side 40
... Soft as it rolls along , shews fome new charm , The father's luftre , and the mother's bloom . Then infant reafon grows apace , and calls 1130 1135 1140 1145 1150 For For the kind hand of an affiduous care . Delightful 40 SPRING .
... Soft as it rolls along , shews fome new charm , The father's luftre , and the mother's bloom . Then infant reafon grows apace , and calls 1130 1135 1140 1145 1150 For For the kind hand of an affiduous care . Delightful 40 SPRING .
Side 93
... Soft - shooting , o'er the face diffuses bloom , And every nameless grace ; the parted lip , Like the red rofe- bud moift with morning - dew , Breathing delight , and , under flowing jet , Or funny ringlets , or of circling brown , The ...
... Soft - shooting , o'er the face diffuses bloom , And every nameless grace ; the parted lip , Like the red rofe- bud moift with morning - dew , Breathing delight , and , under flowing jet , Or funny ringlets , or of circling brown , The ...
Side 119
... soft profufion , scatter'd round . A various sweetness fwells the gentle race ; By Nature's all - refining hand prepar'd ; Of temper'd fun , and water , earth , and air , In ever - changing compofition mixt . Such , falling frequent ...
... soft profufion , scatter'd round . A various sweetness fwells the gentle race ; By Nature's all - refining hand prepar'd ; Of temper'd fun , and water , earth , and air , In ever - changing compofition mixt . Such , falling frequent ...
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afcending aftonish'd amid beam beauty beneath blaft blifs bloom bofom boundleſs breaft breathes breeze chearful clouds croud deep defcend diftant earth ether facred fafe fair fair brow fave fcene feafon fecret fenfe filent fimple fing firft flame flocks flood fmiles fnow foaring focial foft foftening folemn fome fong fons foreft foul fpirit froft ftand ftill ftores ftorm ftream ftrong fuch fudden funk fwain fweep fweet fwelling fwift gale gloom grove heart heaven hills JAMES THOMSON laft lefs loft luftre mingled mix'd mountains Mufe mufic Nature Nature's night o'er paffions peace plain pleaſure rage rife rocks rofe roll round rous'd ſcarce ſcene shade shining ſpreads Spring ſtill tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro toil treaſures vaft vale wafte waſte wave whofe whoſe wide wifdom wild winds wing Winter wintry woods دو
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Side 163 - 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. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Side 40 - O'ercharged, amid the kind oppression roll. Wide flies the tedded grain; all in a row Advancing broad, or wheeling round the field, They spread their breathing harvest to the sun, That throws refreshful round a rural smell...
Side 139 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Side 163 - Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And* every sense and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year...
Side 163 - 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.
Side 161 - 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.
Side 115 - Thy country feels through her reviving arts, Plann'd by thy wisdom, by thy soul inform'd; And seldom has she known a friend like thee. But see the fading many-colour'd woods, Shade deepening over shade, the country round Imbrown; a crowded umbrage, dusk, and dun, Of every hue, from wan declining green To sooty dark.
Side 21 - And snatch'd o'er hill and dale, and wood and lawn. And verdant field, and darkening heath between, And villages embosom'd soft in trees, And spiry towns by surging columns mark'd Of household smoke, your eye excursive roams...
Side 165 - 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 136 - Along the mazy current. Low the woods Bow their hoar head ; and ere the languid sun Faint from the west emits his evening ray, Earth's universal face, deep hid and chill, Is one wild dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man.