The Poetical Works of James Thomson, Volumen1Little, Brown,., 1854 |
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AARON HILL Agamemnon Allan Ramsay Amid arts beauty behold beneath bless'd bliss blooming breath Britons Castle of Indolence charms cheerful Coriolanus corruption DEAR SIR death deep delight divine E'en earth Ednam eternal fair fame fancy favour fire flame genius give glory Goddess grace Greece happy heart Heaven honour hope inspire JAMES THOMSON Jedburgh King land letter Liberty light live Lord Lord Lyttelton Lyttelton Mallet mankind Masque of Alfred mind mix'd moral Muse nature never o'er passion peace pleasing pleasure poem Poet poetry pomp pour'd praise pride Prince of Wales rage reason reign rise Roman Rome round scene Secretary of Briefs shade shine shore sing smiling soft song sons Sophonisba soul Southdean spirit spread spring sunk sweet swell taste tear tender thee thine thou toil truth tyrant vale verses virtue whence wild Winter
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Página cxxv - Father of light and life, Thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself ! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit ; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure, Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
Página clv - Sisters now attend, Now waft me from the green hill's side, Whose cold turf hides the buried friend...
Página cliv - Then maids and youths shall linger here, And while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem, in pity's ear, To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell.
Página cxlviii - It was this devotion to the works of Nature that, in his Qeorgics, inspired the rural Virgil to write so inimitably ; and who can forbear joining with him in this declaration of his, which has been the rapture of ages...
Página cliv - mid the varied landscape weep. * But thou, who own'st that earthy bed, Ah ! what will every dirge avail ; Or tears, which love and pity shed, That mourn beneath the gliding sail...
Página 183 - Gladiator : * pitiless his look, And each keen sinew braced, the storm of war, Ruffling, o'er all his nervous body frowns. The dying...
Página cxxi - For his chaste muse employed her heaven-taught lyre None but the noblest passions to inspire ; Not one immoral, one corrupted thought, One line which, dying, he could wish to blot.
Página 187 - In elegant design, Improving nature: in ideas fair, Or great, extracted from the fine antique; In attitude, expression, airs divine; Her sons of Rome and Florence bore the prize. To those of Venice she the magic art Of colours melting into colours gave. Theirs too it was by one embracing mass Of light and shade, that settles round the whole...
Página vi - Upon his fete, and in his hand a staf. This noble ensample to his shepe he yaf, That first he wrought, and afterward he taught.
Página cxxv - The Earl of Buchan, unwilling that so good a man and sweet a poet should be without a memorial, has denoted the place of his interment, for the satisfaction of his admirers, in the year of our Lord, 1792.