THE

SEASONS.

BY JAMES THOMSON.

TO WHICH IS ADDED,

THE LIFE OF THE AUTHOR.

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.---
Then comes Thy glory in the Summer months,
With light and heat refulgent.---

Thy bounty shines in Autumn unconfin'd,
And spreads a common feast for all that lives.---
In Winter awful Thou! with clouds and storms
Around Thee thrown! tempest o'er tempest roll'd, &c.

HYMN.

London:

Printed by W. WILSON, 4, Greville-Street,

FOR J. BUMPUS, 6, HOLBORN-BARS.