Bell's Edition, Volumer 91-92J. Bell, 1787 |
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Side 38
... rage ; he now fhut up Within his iron cave , th ' effufive South Warms the wide air , and o'er the void of heaven Breathes the big clouds with vernal showers diftent . At first a dufky wreath they seem to rise , Scarce ftaining ether ...
... rage ; he now fhut up Within his iron cave , th ' effufive South Warms the wide air , and o'er the void of heaven Breathes the big clouds with vernal showers diftent . At first a dufky wreath they seem to rise , Scarce ftaining ether ...
Side 44
... to blow nor hurricanes to rage : 325 Sound flept the waters ; no fulphureous glooms Sweh'd in the fky , and fent the lightning forth ; While fickly damps and cold autumnal fogs 330 Hung not relaxing on the springs of life . 44 SPRING .
... to blow nor hurricanes to rage : 325 Sound flept the waters ; no fulphureous glooms Sweh'd in the fky , and fent the lightning forth ; While fickly damps and cold autumnal fogs 330 Hung not relaxing on the springs of life . 44 SPRING .
Side 48
... rage ; Till floating broad upon his breathless fide , And to his fate abandon'd , to the fhore You gaily drag your unrefisting prize . 431 439 Thus pass the temperate hours ; but when the fun Shakes from his noon - daythrone the ...
... rage ; Till floating broad upon his breathless fide , And to his fate abandon'd , to the fhore You gaily drag your unrefisting prize . 431 439 Thus pass the temperate hours ; but when the fun Shakes from his noon - daythrone the ...
Side 62
... rage . The trembling fteed , With this hot impulse feiz'd in every nerve . 806 Nor heeds the rein , nor hears the founding thong : Blows are not felt ; but toffing high his head , And by the well - known joy to distant plains Attracted ...
... rage . The trembling fteed , With this hot impulse feiz'd in every nerve . 806 Nor heeds the rein , nor hears the founding thong : Blows are not felt ; but toffing high his head , And by the well - known joy to distant plains Attracted ...
Side 66
... rage , Britannia's weal , how from the venal gulf To raise her virtue , and her arts revive : 920 925 Or , turning thence thy view , these graver thoughts The Mufes charm , while , with fure taste refin'd , 930 You draw th ' inspiring ...
... rage , Britannia's weal , how from the venal gulf To raise her virtue , and her arts revive : 920 925 Or , turning thence thy view , these graver thoughts The Mufes charm , while , with fure taste refin'd , 930 You draw th ' inspiring ...
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amid arts beft behold beneath beſt blifs boundleſs breaſt breath Britons clouds deep defcends delight earth ether facred fafe fair fame fatire fave fcene feas fecret fhade fhines fhore fhould filent fing firft firſt fkies flame fleep flood fmile fnows focial foft fome fong fons foul ftate ftill ftores ftorm ftrain ftream fuch funk fweet fwell gale gloom glory grace Greece heart heaven himſelf JAMES THOMSON laft land laſt lefs Liberty light loft mix'd mountains Mufe Muſe Nature Nature's o'er paffions peace pleaſing pleaſure pour'd pride rage rais'd raiſe reign rife rofe Rome round rous'd ſcene ſhade ſhakes ſhe ſhore ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread ſprings ſtate ſtill ſtorm tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe Thomſon thoſe thou thouſand thro toil treaſures tyrant vale virtue wafte waſte wave whence whofe whoſe wild winds Wiſdom
Populære avsnitt
Side 203 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Side 73 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Side 231 - 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 231 - 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 184 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
Side 200 - 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.
Side 155 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Side 53 - 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.
Side 157 - While o'er th' enfeebling lute his hand he flung, And to the trembling chords these tempting verses sung: 'Behold, ye pilgrims of this earth, behold! See all but man with unearned pleasure gay ! See her bright robes the butterfly unfold, Broke from her wintry tomb in prime of May. What youthful bride can equal her array? Who can with her for easy pleasure vie? From mead to mead with gentle wing to stray, From flower to flower on balmy gales to fly, Is all she has to do beneath the radiant sky.
Side 72 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where friendship...