The SeasonsJohn Sharpe, 1840 - 203 ページ |
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... Fierce drags the bleating prey , ne'er drunk her milk , Nor wore her warming fleece : nor has the steer , At whose strong chest the deadly tiger hangs , E'er ploughed for him . They too are tempered high , With hunger stung and wild ...
... Fierce drags the bleating prey , ne'er drunk her milk , Nor wore her warming fleece : nor has the steer , At whose strong chest the deadly tiger hangs , E'er ploughed for him . They too are tempered high , With hunger stung and wild ...
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... fierce , and guards his osier isle , Protective of his young . The turkey nigh , 775 And swims in radiant majesty along . Loud threatening , reddens ; while the peacock spreads His every - colored glory to the sun , * The farthest of ...
... fierce , and guards his osier isle , Protective of his young . The turkey nigh , 775 And swims in radiant majesty along . Loud threatening , reddens ; while the peacock spreads His every - colored glory to the sun , * The farthest of ...
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... fierce desire . Through all his lusty veins The bull , deep scorched , the raging passion feels . 790 Of pasture sick , and negligent of food , Scarce seen , he wades among the yellow broom , While o'er his ample sides the rambling ...
... fierce desire . Through all his lusty veins The bull , deep scorched , the raging passion feels . 790 Of pasture sick , and negligent of food , Scarce seen , he wades among the yellow broom , While o'er his ample sides the rambling ...
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... fierce passions vex his breast , While every gale is peace , and every grove Is melody ? Hence ! from the bounteous walks Of flowing Spring , ye sordid sons of earth , Hard , and unfeeling of another's wo , 870 Or only lavish to ...
... fierce passions vex his breast , While every gale is peace , and every grove Is melody ? Hence ! from the bounteous walks Of flowing Spring , ye sordid sons of earth , Hard , and unfeeling of another's wo , 870 Or only lavish to ...
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... fierce Repentance rears Her shaky crest ; a quick - returning pang Shoots through the conscious heart ; where honor still And great design , against th` oppressive load Of luxury , by fits , inpatient heave . But absent , what fantastic ...
... fierce Repentance rears Her shaky crest ; a quick - returning pang Shoots through the conscious heart ; where honor still And great design , against th` oppressive load Of luxury , by fits , inpatient heave . But absent , what fantastic ...
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amid Apennine art thou Autumn beam beauty beneath blast blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze bright Castle of Indolence charm cheerful clouds commixed dark darting deep delight deluge descends diffused dreadful E'en earth ether exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle glebe gloom glowing grace grove happy heart heaven herds hills JAMES THOMSON Lapland light lustre luxury Lycurgus matchless maze mighty mingled mountains Muse naiads Nature Nature's night o'er passions peace plain pomp pours pride race rage rapture rills rise roar robe rocks roll round rural scene season shade shake shining shoot smiling snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream swain sweet swelling swift tempest tender thee thou thought thunder toil Typhon vale virtue walk wander waste wave wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods youth
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37 ページ - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
153 ページ - 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. Behold, fond man ! See here thy pictured life ; pass some few years, Thy flowering Spring, thy Summer's ardent strength, Thy sober Autumn fading into age, And pale concluding Winter comes at last, And shuts the scene.
158 ページ - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns; From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
18 ページ - With yielding hand, That feels him still, yet to his furious course Gives way, you, now retiring, following now Across the stream, exhaust his idle rage : Till floating broad upon his breathless side, And to his fate abandon'd, to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize.
125 ページ - Winter comes, to rule the varied year, Sullen and sad, with all his rising train — Vapours, and clouds, and storms. Be these my theme ; These, that exalt the soul to solemn thought And heavenly musing. Welcome, kindred glooms...
38 ページ - The Seasons thus, As ceaseless round a jarring world they roll, Still find them happy; and consenting SPRING Sheds her own rosy garland on their heads: Till evening comes at last, serene and mild; When after the long vernal day of life, Enamour'd more, as more remembrance swells With many a proof of recollected love, Together down they sink in social sleep ; Together freed, their gentle spirits fly To scenes where love and bliss immortal reign.
70 ページ - And following slower, in explosion vast, The Thunder raises his tremendous voice. 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 : till over head a sheet Of livid flame discloses wide ; then shuts, And opens wider ; shuts and opens still Expansive, wrapping ether in a blaze.
131 ページ - The fowls of heaven, tamed by the cruel season, crowd around the winnowing store, and claim the little boon which Providence assigns them. One alone, the red-breast, sacred to the household gods, wisely regardful of the...
157 ページ - 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 th...
156 ページ - Works in the secret deep ; shoots steaming thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the spring ; Flings from the sun direct the flaming day ; Feeds every creature ; hurls the tempest forth, And, as on earth this grateful change revolves, With transport touches all the springs of life. Nature, attend ! join, every living soul Beneath the spacious temple of the sky, In adoration join ; and ardent raise One general song ! To Him, ye vocal gales, Breathe soft, whose spirit in your freshness breathes.