A Poem Sacred to the Memory of Sir Isaac Newton (James Thomson Poems)
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth,To mingle with his stars; and every muse,Astonish'd into silence, shun the ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth,To mingle with his stars; and every muse,Astonish'd into silence, shun the ...
'Tis Autumn,--and Nature the forest has hung With arras more gorgeous than ever was flung From Gobelin looms,--all so varied, so rare, As ...
Now a light rustling wind from the South shakes his wings o'er the wide, wimpling waters:Up the dark-winding river DuLuth follows fast ...
Black loom the crags of the uplands behind me,Dark are the sands of the far-stretching shore.Dim are the pathways and ...
Thou'rt gone like the meteor that blazed in the sky, And the spot thou hast smiled upon knows thee no more,Is ...
SHE behind yon mountain lives,Who my love's sweet guerdon gives.Tell me, mount, how this can be!Very glass thou seem'st to ...
The evening star will twinkle presently. The last small bird is silent, and the bee Has gone into his hive, and the ...
Lord, when he shall come home from war, Give him no pastures green,But a wet wind and a soft wind With reek ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly ...
SHE behind yon mountain lives, Who my love's sweet guerdon gives. Tell me, mount, how this can be! Very glass ...
1 A SONG of the good green grass! A song no more of the city streets; A song of farms-a ...
TO the leaven'd soil they trod, calling, I sing, for the last; (Not cities, nor man alone, nor war, nor ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! ...
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