On Happiness (James Thomson Poems)
Warm'd by the summer sun's meridian ray,As underneath a spreading oak I layContemplating the mighty load of woe,In search of ...
Warm'd by the summer sun's meridian ray,As underneath a spreading oak I layContemplating the mighty load of woe,In search of ...
These, as they change, Almighty Father, theseAre but the varied God. The rolling yearIs full of thee. Forth in the ...
To praise thy Author, Soul, do not forget;Canst thou, in gratitude, deny the debt?Lord, thou art great, how great we ...
Beauty deserves the homage of the muse:Shall mine, rebellious, the dear theme refuse?No; while my breast respires the vital air,Wholly ...
E. S.Once a lively image of human nature, Such as God made itWhen he pronounced every work of his to be ...
Thir.Say, tell me true, what is the doleful causeThat Corydon is not the man he was?Your cheerful presence used to ...
The north-east spends his rage; he now shut upWithin his iron cave, th' effusive southWarms the wide air, and o'er ...
DAVID.What means yon apparition in the sky,Thirsis, that dazzles every shepherd's eye?I slumbering was when from yon glorious cloudCame gliding ...
'Tis raging noon; and, vertical, the sunDarts on the head direct his forceful rays.O'er heaven and earth, far as the ...
The lovely young Lavinia once had friends;And fortune smiled deceitful on her birth:For, in her helpless years deprived of all,Of ...
See where the winding vale its lavish stores,Irriguous, spreads. See, how the lily drinksThe latent rill, scarce oozing through the ...
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 ...
When now no more th' alternate twins are fired,And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze,Short is the doubtful empire of ...
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 ...
From those eternal regions bright, Where suns, that never set in night, Diffuse the golden day;Where Spring, unfading, pours around,O'er all the ...
If those who live in shepherd's bower, Press not the rich and stately bed;The new-mown hay and breathing flower A softer couch ...
He, when young Spring protrudes the bursting gems,Into his freshened soul; her genial hoursHe full enjoys; and not a beauty ...
When blooming springArrays the laughing fields in green,Then flowers in open air are seen,And warbling birds are heard to sing, Almighty ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
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