The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements : to which is Prefixed, an Account of the Life and Writings of the AuthorAlexander Donaldson, 1774 |
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... fleep itself , Leaft delicate of pow'rs , reluctant , there , Lays on the bed impure his heavy head . Thy horrid walk ! dead , empty , unadorn'd , See ftreets whofe echoes never know the voice Of cheerful hurry , commerce many - tongu'd ...
... fleep itself , Leaft delicate of pow'rs , reluctant , there , Lays on the bed impure his heavy head . Thy horrid walk ! dead , empty , unadorn'd , See ftreets whofe echoes never know the voice Of cheerful hurry , commerce many - tongu'd ...
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... fleep . Yet there life glows ; the furry millions there Deep - dig their dens beneath the fhelt'ring fnows : And there a race of men prolific fwarms , To various pain , to little pleasure us'd ; On whom , keen - parching , beat Riphaan ...
... fleep . Yet there life glows ; the furry millions there Deep - dig their dens beneath the fhelt'ring fnows : And there a race of men prolific fwarms , To various pain , to little pleasure us'd ; On whom , keen - parching , beat Riphaan ...
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... fleep could hold His ftill - awaken'd foul ; nor friends had charms To steal , with pleafing guile , one useful hour ; Toil knew no languor , no attraction joy . Thus with unweary'd fteps , by Virtue led , He gain'd the fummit of that ...
... fleep could hold His ftill - awaken'd foul ; nor friends had charms To steal , with pleafing guile , one useful hour ; Toil knew no languor , no attraction joy . Thus with unweary'd fteps , by Virtue led , He gain'd the fummit of that ...
الصفحة 168
... care ! Beneath a guard fo vigilant , fo pure , Toil may refign his carclefs head to reft , And ever - jealous Freedom fleep in peace . 145 150 155 160 165 170 Ah ! loft untimely ! loft in downward days ! 168 TO THE MEMORY OF.
... care ! Beneath a guard fo vigilant , fo pure , Toil may refign his carclefs head to reft , And ever - jealous Freedom fleep in peace . 145 150 155 160 165 170 Ah ! loft untimely ! loft in downward days ! 168 TO THE MEMORY OF.
الصفحة 185
... fleep . V. Full in the paffage of the vale , above , A fable , filent , folemn foreft stood ; Where nought but fhadowy forms was feen to move , As Idlefs fancy'd in her dreaming mood : And up the hills , on either fide , a wood ; Of ...
... fleep . V. Full in the paffage of the vale , above , A fable , filent , folemn foreft stood ; Where nought but fhadowy forms was feen to move , As Idlefs fancy'd in her dreaming mood : And up the hills , on either fide , a wood ; Of ...
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amid arts Athens beft behold beneath beſt blifs boaſt breaſt breath BRITONS burſt caft crouds deep delight earth eaſe Ev'n ev'ry facred fafely fair fame fave fcene feen feiz'd fhades fhall fhine fhore fhould figh filent fing fir'd firft firſt fkies flame flaves fleep flood focial foft fome fometimes fong fons foul ftate ftill ftrain ftream fuch funk fweet fwell gale gen'rous glory GODDESS grace GREECE guife heart heav'n honour infpiring kings laft land laſt lefs LIBERTY light loft luxurious mankind mix'd moſt Mufe MUSIDORA muſt nought o'er paffions peace pleaſe pleaſure pour'd pow'r praiſe pride rage rais'd raiſe reafon reign rife rofe Roman ROME round ſcene ſpirit ſpread ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſweet tempeft thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro toil touch'd treaſure tyrant vale virtue wafte waſte whence whofe whoſe wild wiſdom
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الصفحة 194 - The rooms with costly tapestry were hung, Where was inwoven many a gentle tale ; Such as of old the rural poets sung...
الصفحة 212 - 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...
الصفحة 240 - Tainting the gale, in which they flutter'd light; Of morbid hue his features, sunk and sad; His hollow eyne shook forth a sickly light; And o'er his lank jawbone, in piteous plight, His black rough beard was matted rank and vile; Direful to see!
الصفحة 204 - One day there chanced into these halls to rove A joyous youth, who took you at first sight ; Him the wild wave of pleasure hither drove, Before the sprightly tempest tossing light...
الصفحة 205 - Him through their inmost walks the muses lad, To him the sacred love of nature lent, And sometimes would he make our valley glad; Whenas we found he would not here be pent, To him the better sort this friendly message sent: LXVI.
الصفحة 206 - Full oft by holy feet our ground was trod, Of clerks good plenty here you mote espy. A little, round, fat, oily man of God, Was one I chiefly mark'd among the fry : He had a roguish twinkle in his eye, And shone all glittering with ungodly dew, If a tight damsel chaunc'd to trippen by ; Which when observ'd, he shrunk into his mew, And straight would recollect his piety anew.
الصفحة 201 - Wide pour'd abroad behold the giddy crew ; See how they dash along from wall to wall ! At every door, hark, how they thundering call ! Good Lord ! what can this giddy rout excite ? Why, on each other with fell tooth to fall ; A neighbour's fortune, fame, or peace, to blight, And make new tiresome parties for the coming night. The puzzling sons of party next appear'd, ' In dark cabals and nightly juntos met ; And now they whisper'd close, now shrugging rear'd Th' important shoulder; then, as if to...
الصفحة 250 - OR ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to love, And when we meet a mutual heart, Come in between, and bid us part: Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish, and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life...
الصفحة 186 - Or prowl in courts of law for human prey, In venal senate thieve, or rob on broad highway.
الصفحة 240 - Brentford town, a town of mud, An herd of bristly swine is prick'd along; The filthy beasts, that never chew the cud, Still grunt, and squeak, and sing their troublous song, And oft they plunge themselves the mire among...