The British poets, including translations, Volym 431822 |
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... turn his eye upon it , was so delighted that he ran from place to place celebrating its excellence . Thom- son obtained likewise the notice of Aaron Hill , whom , being friendless and indigent , and glad of kindness , he courted with ...
... turn his eye upon it , was so delighted that he ran from place to place celebrating its excellence . Thom- son obtained likewise the notice of Aaron Hill , whom , being friendless and indigent , and glad of kindness , he courted with ...
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... turn upon the stage . It may be doubted whether he was , either by the bent of nature or habits of study , much qualified for tragedy . It does not appear that he had much sense of the pa- thetic ; and his diffusive and descriptive ...
... turn upon the stage . It may be doubted whether he was , either by the bent of nature or habits of study , much qualified for tragedy . It does not appear that he had much sense of the pa- thetic ; and his diffusive and descriptive ...
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... turns possession of the mind . The poet leads us through the appearances of things as they are suc- cessively varied by the vicissitudes of the year , and imparts to us so much of his own enthusiasm , that our thoughts expand with his ...
... turns possession of the mind . The poet leads us through the appearances of things as they are suc- cessively varied by the vicissitudes of the year , and imparts to us so much of his own enthusiasm , that our thoughts expand with his ...
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... turn the many - twinkling leaves Of aspin tall . The ' uncurling floods , diffused In glassy breadth , seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course . ' Tis silence all , And pleasing expectation . Herds and flocks Drop the dry ...
... turn the many - twinkling leaves Of aspin tall . The ' uncurling floods , diffused In glassy breadth , seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course . ' Tis silence all , And pleasing expectation . Herds and flocks Drop the dry ...
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... turn to the rural seat , Whose lofty elms , and venerable oaks , Invite the rook , who high amid the boughs , In early Spring , his airy city builds , And ceaseless caws amusive ; there , well - pleased , I might the various polity ...
... turn to the rural seat , Whose lofty elms , and venerable oaks , Invite the rook , who high amid the boughs , In early Spring , his airy city builds , And ceaseless caws amusive ; there , well - pleased , I might the various polity ...
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Aaron Hill aërial amid beam beauty behold beneath blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze bright calm CASTLE OF INDOLENCE clouds deep delight E'en earth ether etherial fair fair brow fancy fierce flame flocks flood forest gale gentle gloom grace Greece grove Hagley Park happy heart Heaven herds hills JAMES THOMSON labour light lived luxury lyre matchless mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse Nature Nature's night nought numbers o'er passions peace Philomelus plain poison'd Pour'd pride rage rapture rills rise rocks roll round rural scene season shade shining sigh silvan sleep smile snow soft song Sophonisba soul spread Spring storm stream stretch'd sublime swain sweet swelling tempest tender thee Thomson thou thought thunder toil trembling vale vex'd virtue waste wave ween Whence wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods wretch youth
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Sida 186 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Sida 221 - 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: Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave: Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Sida 188 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
Sida 194 - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood ; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.
Sida 149 - Conceal'd, and fattens with the richest sap : These are not wanting ; nor the milky drove, Luxuriant, spread o'er all the lowing vale ; Nor bleating mountains ; nor the chide of streams, And hum of bees...
Sida 170 - We, shifting for relief, would play the shapes Of frolic fancy ; and incessant form Those rapid pictures, that assembled train Of fleet ideas, never join'd before, Whence lively Wit excites to gay surprise ; Or folly-painting Humour, grave himself, Calls Laughter forth, deep-shaking every nerve.
Sida 17 - Seasons" wonders that he never saw before what Thomson shews him, and that he never yet has felt what Thomson impresses.
Sida 40 - Nature's great command may be obey'd : Nor all the sweet sensations they perceive Indulged in vain. Some to the holly-hedge NestKng repair, and to the thicket some; Some to the rude protection of the thorn Commit their feeble offspring. The cleft tree Offers its kind concealment to a few, Their food its insects, and its moss their nests. Others apart far in the grassy dale, Or roughening waste, their humble texture weave...
Sida 185 - 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, Majestic darkness ! on the whirlwind's wing, Riding sublime , thou bidst the world adore, And humblest nature with thy northern blast.
Sida 99 - Heavens! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all The stretching landscape into smoke decays!