The SeasonsJohn Sharpe, 1840 - 203 ページ |
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... A pensive anguish pining at the heart ; Or , sunk to sordid interest , feels no more That noble wish that never cloyed desire , Which , selfish joy disdaining , seeks alone 280 285 290 To bless the dearer object of its flame . Hope SPRING .
... A pensive anguish pining at the heart ; Or , sunk to sordid interest , feels no more That noble wish that never cloyed desire , Which , selfish joy disdaining , seeks alone 280 285 290 To bless the dearer object of its flame . Hope SPRING .
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James Thomson. To bless the dearer object of its flame . Hope sickens with extravagance ; and grief , Of life impatient into madness swells ; Or in dead silence wastes the weeping hours . 295 These , and a thousand mixed emotions more ...
James Thomson. To bless the dearer object of its flame . Hope sickens with extravagance ; and grief , Of life impatient into madness swells ; Or in dead silence wastes the weeping hours . 295 These , and a thousand mixed emotions more ...
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... flames , as on he walks , Graceful , and crows defiance . In the pond , The finely - checkered duck , before her train , Rows garrulous . The stately - sailing swan Gives out his showy plumage to the gale ; And , arching proud his neck ...
... flames , as on he walks , Graceful , and crows defiance . In the pond , The finely - checkered duck , before her train , Rows garrulous . The stately - sailing swan Gives out his showy plumage to the gale ; And , arching proud his neck ...
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... flame And 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 ...
... flame And 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 ...
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... flame their native wrath sublimed , They roam , amid the fury of their heart , The far - resounding waste in fiercer bands , And growl their horrid loves . But this the theme I sing , enraptured , to the British Fair , Forbids , and ...
... flame their native wrath sublimed , They roam , amid the fury of their heart , The far - resounding waste in fiercer bands , And growl their horrid loves . But this the theme I sing , enraptured , to the British Fair , Forbids , and ...
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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.