A Hymn (James Thomson Poems)
These, as they change, Almighty Father, theseAre but the varied God. The rolling yearIs full of thee. Forth in the ...
James Thomson Poems on Fairness (16 Poems)
On Beauty (James Thomson Poems)
Beauty deserves the homage of the muse:Shall mine, rebellious, the dear theme refuse?No; while my breast respires the vital air,Wholly ...
Reflections Suggested By Winter (James Thomson Poems)
'Tis done! dread winter spreads its latest glooms,And reigns tremendous o'er the conquer'd year.How dead the vegetable kingdom lies!How dumb ...
Lines On Marle Field (James Thomson Poems)
What is the task that to the muse belongs?What but to deck in her harmonious songsThe beauteous works of nature ...
Rule, Britannia! (With Variations) (James Thomson Poems)
When Britain first, at heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main;This was the charter of the land, And guardian Angels sung ...
A Paraphrase On The Latter Part Of The Sixth Chapter Of St Matthew (James Thomson Poems)
When my breast labours with oppressive care,And o'er my cheek descends the falling tear:While all my warring passions are at ...
The Effects of Spring on Nature (James Thomson Poems)
See where the winding vale its lavish stores,Irriguous, spreads. See, how the lily drinksThe latent rill, scarce oozing through the ...
Prologue To Mallet’s Mustapha (James Thomson Poems)
Since Athens first began to draw mankind,To picture life, and show the impassion'd mind;The truly wise have ever deem'd the ...
Epilogue to Agamemnon (James Thomson Poems)
Our bard, to modern epilogue a foe,Thinks such mean mirth but deadens generous woe;Dispels in idle air the moral sigh,And ...
The Reapers In Autumn (James Thomson Poems)
Soon as the morning trembles o'er the sky,And unperceived, unfolds the spreading day;Before the ripen'd field the reapers stand,In fair ...
The Rainbow (James Thomson Poems)
Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.Full swell the woods; their every music wakes,Mix'd in wild concert, with the ...
On The Hoop (James Thomson Poems)
The hoop, the darling justly of the fair,Of every generous swain deserves the care.It is unmanly to desert the weak,'Twould ...
When Last We Parted (James Thomson Poems)
When last we parted, thou wert young and fair,How beautiful let fond remembrance say!Alas! since then old time has stolen ...
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, ...
Rule Britannia (James Thomson Poems)
When Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main; This was the charter of the land, And ...
The Seasons: Winter (James Thomson Poems)
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...