The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements. ...A. Millar, 1766 |
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... 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 In confonance . Such were thofe prime of days . 279 265 BUT But now thofe white ...
... 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 In confonance . Such were thofe prime of days . 279 265 BUT But now thofe white ...
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... Soft difengage , and back into the stream The fpeckled captive throw . But fhould you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots 420 Of pendant trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . 4.25 ...
... Soft difengage , and back into the stream The fpeckled captive throw . But fhould you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots 420 Of pendant trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . 4.25 ...
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... soft air , the busy nations fly , Cling to the bud , and , with inferted tube , Suck its pure effence , its ethereal foul ; And oft , with bolder wing , they foaring dare 510 The purple heath , or where the wild thyme grows , And yellow ...
... soft air , the busy nations fly , Cling to the bud , and , with inferted tube , Suck its pure effence , its ethereal foul ; And oft , with bolder wing , they foaring dare 510 The purple heath , or where the wild thyme grows , And yellow ...
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... soft tribes , this barbarous art forbear ; If on your bofom innocence can win , Music engage , or piety perfuade . BUT let not chief the nightingale lament Her ruin'd care , too delicately fram'd To brook the harsh confinement of the ...
... soft tribes , this barbarous art forbear ; If on your bofom innocence can win , Music engage , or piety perfuade . BUT let not chief the nightingale lament Her ruin'd care , too delicately fram'd To brook the harsh confinement of the ...
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... soft in trees , And fpiry towns by furging columns mark'd Of houfhold fmoak , your eye excurfive roams : Wide - ftretching from the Hall , in whofe kind haunt The Hofpitable Genius lingers ftill , To where the broken landskip , by ...
... soft in trees , And fpiry towns by furging columns mark'd Of houfhold fmoak , your eye excurfive roams : Wide - ftretching from the Hall , in whofe kind haunt The Hofpitable Genius lingers ftill , To where the broken landskip , by ...
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amid beauty beneath beſt blaft bloom bofom boundleſs breaſt breathes breeze clouds courſe crouds deep defcends earth ether facred fafe fatire fecret fhade fhining fide filent fimple fing firft firſt flame fleep flocks flood fmile fnow focial foft foftened folemn fome fong fons foon foreft foul ftill ftorm fuch funk fwell gale gloom grace grove heart heaven hills himſelf infpiring JAMES THOMSON laft laſt loft luftre mingled mix'd mountains Mufe Muſe Nature Nature's night o'er paffions peace pleaſure profpect rage raiſe rife round ruſhing ſcarce ſcene ſenſe ſhade ſhake ſhe ſhine ſhore ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread Spring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſtream ſwelling tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro toil treaſures uſeful vale vaſt vex'd virtue walk waſte wave whofe whoſe wild winds wing wintry wiſdom woods worfe
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الصفحة 44 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
الصفحة 175 - 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.
الصفحة 176 - ... 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.
الصفحة 172 - Father of light and life, thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure; Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
الصفحة 176 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
الصفحة 31 - The stately-sailing swan Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale, And, arching proud his neck, with oary feet Bears forward fierce, and guards his osier-isle, Protective of his young.
الصفحة 49 - Till far o'er ether spreads the widening glow And from before the lustre of her face White break the clouds away. With quickened step Brown night retires. Young day pours in apace And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock, the mountain's misty top Swell on the sight and brighten with the dawn. Blue through the dusk the smoking currents shine, And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps awkward, while along the forest glade The wild deer trip and often turning gaze At early passenger.
الصفحة 89 - 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...
الصفحة 146 - High hovering o'er the broad cerulean scene, Sees Caledonia, in romantic view : Her airy mountains, from the waving main, Invested with a keen diffusive sky. Breathing the soul acute : her forests huge...
الصفحة 172 - All nature reels. Till Nature's King, who oft Amid tempestuous darkness dwells alone, And on the wings of the careering wind Walks dreadfully serene, commands a calm; Then, straight, air, sea, and earth, are hush'd at once.