The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements : to which is Prefixed, an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, المجلد 2Alexander Donaldson, 1774 |
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... gale . Thro ' the vile thorn the tender myrtle twines . Inglorious droops the laurel , dead to song , And long a stranger to the hero's brow . 170 Nor half thy triumph this : caft , from brute fields ,. Into the haunts of men thy ...
... gale . Thro ' the vile thorn the tender myrtle twines . Inglorious droops the laurel , dead to song , And long a stranger to the hero's brow . 170 Nor half thy triumph this : caft , from brute fields ,. Into the haunts of men thy ...
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... gale flumbers , they the words devour'd . 280 A while fevere amazement held them mute , Then , bursting broad , the boundless shoot to heav'n From many a thousand hearts ecstatic sprung . On ev'ry hand rebellow'd to their joy The ...
... gale flumbers , they the words devour'd . 280 A while fevere amazement held them mute , Then , bursting broad , the boundless shoot to heav'n From many a thousand hearts ecstatic sprung . On ev'ry hand rebellow'd to their joy The ...
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... gales , throws from the fudden glebe Luxuriant pasture , and a waste of flow'rs . But , cold - compreft , when the whole loaded heav'n Defcends in fnow , loft in one white abrupt , 515 520 Lies undistinguish'd earth ; and , feiz'd by ...
... gales , throws from the fudden glebe Luxuriant pasture , and a waste of flow'rs . But , cold - compreft , when the whole loaded heav'n Defcends in fnow , loft in one white abrupt , 515 520 Lies undistinguish'd earth ; and , feiz'd by ...
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... gale , " Ineffable , a fecret fweetness breathes ... 385 " GODDESS , forgive ! -My heart , furpriz'd , o'erflows " With filial fondnefs for the land you blefs . " As parents to a child complacent deign 390 The Hans Towns . + The Swedes ...
... gale , " Ineffable , a fecret fweetness breathes ... 385 " GODDESS , forgive ! -My heart , furpriz'd , o'erflows " With filial fondnefs for the land you blefs . " As parents to a child complacent deign 390 The Hans Towns . + The Swedes ...
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... gale , 1120 1125 Kept down the glad acclaim , and filent joy'd . Arriv'd , the pomp , and not the waste of arms His progrefs mark'd . The faint oppofing host § 1130 For once , in yielding their best victory found , And by defertion prov ...
... gale , 1120 1125 Kept down the glad acclaim , and filent joy'd . Arriv'd , the pomp , and not the waste of arms His progrefs mark'd . The faint oppofing host § 1130 For once , in yielding their best victory found , And by defertion prov ...
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الصفحة 196 - The rooms with costly tapestry were hung, Where was inwoven many a gentle tale ; Such as of old the rural poets sung...
الصفحة 214 - 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 242 - 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 206 - 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 207 - 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 208 - 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 203 - 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 252 - 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 188 - Or prowl in courts of law for human prey, In venal senate thieve, or rob on broad highway.
الصفحة 242 - 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...