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 ...
I hate the clamours of the smoky towns,But much admire the bliss of rural clowns;Where some remains of innocence appear,Where ...
As thus the snows arise; and foul and fierce,All winter drives along the darken'd air;In his own loose-revolving fields, the ...
While in heroic numbers some relateThe amazing turns of wise eternal fate;Exploits of heroes in the dusty field,That to their ...
It was a sad, ay 'twas a sad farewell,I still afresh the pangs of parting feel;Against my breast my heart ...
I loathe, O Lord, this life below,And all its fading fleeting joys;'Tis a short space that's fill'd with woe,Which all ...
He's not the happy man, to whom is givenA plenteous fortune by indulgent Heaven;Whose gilded roofs on shining columns rise,And ...
Waked by his warmer ray, the reptile youngCame wing'd abroad; by the light air upborneLighter, and full of soul. From ...
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 ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
1. Fareweel, ye bughts, an' all your ewes, An' fields whare bIoomin' heather grows; Nae mair the sportin' lambs I'll ...
GIVE a man a horse he can ride, Give a man a boat he can sail; And his rank and ...
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