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 ...
SHE was just risen from her bended knee,But yet peace seem'd not with her piety;For there was paleness upon her ...
In a vale of light and laughter,Shining 'neath the friendly sun,Where fulfilment follow'd afterEv'ry hope or dream begun;Where an Aidenn ...
I SLEPT,—'twas midnight,—in my bosom woke,As though 'twere day, my love-o'erflowing heart;To me it seemed like night, when day first ...
Among the numerous fools, by Fate design'd Oft to disturb, and oft divert, mankind, The reading coxcomb is of special ...
I.SHE came to England from the island clime Which lies beyond the far Atlantic wave; She died in early youth--before ...
Lord, let the Angels praise thy name.Man is a foolish thing, a foolish thing, Folly and Sinne ...
A LEGENDARY TALE.NOW near drew the time when fair Ann was allow'd To visit her lover confin'd; To mingle ...
Am I waking? Was I sleeping? Dearest, are you watching yet?Traces on your cheeks of weeping Glitter, 'tis in vain ...
In Fanscomb Barn (who knows not Fanscomb Barn?) Seated between the sides of rising Hills, Whose airy Tops o'erlook the ...
(Of my Brother's infant Son, February 21, 1839.)I.THERE is a sound of laughter light and gay, And hurried welcomes, as ...
18th November 1852 "VICTORY!" So once more the cry must ...
I WAS a child when first I read your books, And lov'd you dearly, so far as I could see ...
Almightie Judge, how shall poore wretches brook ...
Nu jurne nun vi sap?ra dice si nd'u munne fac? fridde o chiuv?te 'ss?vite nda na botte 'a 'uce di ...
(Not in the English sense of the word, but the German, where it has the meaning of betrothed.) I SLEPT,--'twas ...
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
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