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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... ftill with demonstration strong , And , unawaken'd , dream beneath the blaze Of truth . At once their pleasing visions fled , With the gay fhadows of the morning mix'd , When NEWTON rofe , our philofophic fun . ་ ་་་ Th ' aerial flow of ...
... ftill with demonstration strong , And , unawaken'd , dream beneath the blaze Of truth . At once their pleasing visions fled , With the gay fhadows of the morning mix'd , When NEWTON rofe , our philofophic fun . ་ ་་་ Th ' aerial flow of ...
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... ftill remain ; infinite fource Of beauty , ever blufhing , ever new ! , Did ever poet image aught fo fair , 105 . 110 1155 121 Dreaming in whifp'ring groves , by the hoarfe brook ! Or prophet , to whose rapture heav'n descends ! Ev'n ...
... ftill remain ; infinite fource Of beauty , ever blufhing , ever new ! , Did ever poet image aught fo fair , 105 . 110 1155 121 Dreaming in whifp'ring groves , by the hoarfe brook ! Or prophet , to whose rapture heav'n descends ! Ev'n ...
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... endearing privilege 160 Of Being dare contend , fay , can a foul Of fuch extenfive , deep , tremendous pow'rs , Enlarging ftill , be but a finer breath Of fpirits dancing thro ' their tubes a while , 6 To THE MEMORY OF.
... endearing privilege 160 Of Being dare contend , fay , can a foul Of fuch extenfive , deep , tremendous pow'rs , Enlarging ftill , be but a finer breath Of fpirits dancing thro ' their tubes a while , 6 To THE MEMORY OF.
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... ftill : let none escape , Who fhall but aim to touch your glory there . Is there the man , into the lion's den Who dares intrude , to fnatch his young away ? And is a Briton feiz'd ? and feiz'd beneath The flumb'ring terrors of a ...
... ftill : let none escape , Who fhall but aim to touch your glory there . Is there the man , into the lion's den Who dares intrude , to fnatch his young away ? And is a Briton feiz'd ? and feiz'd beneath The flumb'ring terrors of a ...
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... ftill , and confecrate to fame ; Thefe fountains , vafes , urns , and ftatues , charg'd With the fine ftores of art - compleating Greece , Mine is , befides , thy ev'ry later boast : Thy BUONAROTIS , thy PALLADIOS mine ; And mine the ...
... ftill , and confecrate to fame ; Thefe fountains , vafes , urns , and ftatues , charg'd With the fine ftores of art - compleating Greece , Mine is , befides , thy ev'ry later boast : Thy BUONAROTIS , thy PALLADIOS mine ; And mine the ...
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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...