The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections, Additions and Improvements, Volum 1A. Millar, 1757 |
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... shade : Or lie reclin'd beneath yon spreading ash , 450 Hung o'er the steep ; whence , borne on liquid wing , The founding culver fhoots ; or where the hawk , High , in the beetling cliff , his airy builds . There let the claffic page ...
... shade : Or lie reclin'd beneath yon spreading ash , 450 Hung o'er the steep ; whence , borne on liquid wing , The founding culver fhoots ; or where the hawk , High , in the beetling cliff , his airy builds . There let the claffic page ...
Side 25
... shade Of new - fprung leaves , their modulations mix Mellifluous . The jay , the rook , the daw , And each harsh pipe discordant heard alone , Aid the full concert : while the ftock - dove breathes A melancholy murmur thro ' the whole ...
... shade Of new - fprung leaves , their modulations mix Mellifluous . The jay , the rook , the daw , And each harsh pipe discordant heard alone , Aid the full concert : while the ftock - dove breathes A melancholy murmur thro ' the whole ...
Side 29
... shade ; Where , all abandon'd to defpair , fhe fings Her forrows thro ' the night ; and , on the bough , Sole - fitting , ftill at every dying fall . Takes up again her lamentable strain . Of winding woe ; till wide around the woods ...
... shade ; Where , all abandon'd to defpair , fhe fings Her forrows thro ' the night ; and , on the bough , Sole - fitting , ftill at every dying fall . Takes up again her lamentable strain . Of winding woe ; till wide around the woods ...
Side 32
... shade Indulge their purer laves , the rougher world Of brutes , below , rufh furious into flame , And fierce defire . Thro ' all his lufty veins . The bull , deep - fcorch'd , the raging passion feels . Of pafture fick , and negligent ...
... shade Indulge their purer laves , the rougher world Of brutes , below , rufh furious into flame , And fierce defire . Thro ' all his lufty veins . The bull , deep - fcorch'd , the raging passion feels . Of pafture fick , and negligent ...
Side 36
... shade Of folemn oaks , that tuft the fwelling mounts Thrown graceful round by Nature's careless hand , And pensive liften to the various voice Of rural peace the herds , the flocks , the birds , The hollow - whispering breeze , the ...
... shade Of folemn oaks , that tuft the fwelling mounts Thrown graceful round by Nature's careless hand , And pensive liften to the various voice Of rural peace the herds , the flocks , the birds , The hollow - whispering breeze , the ...
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Side 214 - 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 183 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Side 212 - 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 182 - Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain: Nor finds the river, nor the forest, hid Beneath the formless wild; but wanders on From hill to dale, still more and more astray; Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt.
Side 212 - 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 183 - ... they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame.
Side 210 - 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 125 - While these unhappy partners of your kind Wide-hover round you, like the fowls of heaven, And ask their humble dole. The various turns Of fortune ponder; that your sons may want What now, with hard reluctance, faint, ye give.
Side 165 - And day to day, through the revolving year ; Admiring, sees her in her every shape ; Feels all her sweet emotions at his heart ; Takes what she liberal gives, nor thinks of more.
Side 23 - Hail, Source of Being ! Universal Soul Of Heaven and Earth ! Essential Presence, hail ! To Thee I bend the knee ; to Thee my thoughts Continual climb ; who, with a master-hand, Hast the great whole into perfection touch'd.