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 ...
These, as they change, Almighty Father, theseAre but the varied God. The rolling yearIs full of thee. Forth in the ...
As thus the snows arise; and foul and fierce,All winter drives along the darken'd air;In his own loose-revolving fields, the ...
E. S.Once a lively image of human nature, Such as God made itWhen he pronounced every work of his to be ...
Ye fabled Muses, I your aid disclaim,Your airy raptures, and your fancied flame;True genuine woe my throbbing breast inspires,Love prompts ...
'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 ...
Oh! knew he but his happiness, of menThe happiest he, who, far from public rage,Deep in the vale, with a ...
The north-east spends his rage; he now shut upWithin his iron cave, th' effusive southWarms the wide air, and o'er ...
Cramm'd to the throat with wholesome moral stuff,Alas! poor audience! you have had enough.Was ever hapless heroine of a playIn ...
As thus the patient dam assiduous sits,Not to be tempted from her tender task,Or by sharp hunger, or by smooth ...
When my breast labours with oppressive care,And o'er my cheek descends the falling tear:While all my warring passions are at ...
Since Athens first began to draw mankind,To picture life, and show the impassion'd mind;The truly wise have ever deem'd 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 ...
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 ...
Now, by the cool, declining year condescend,Descend the copious exhalations, check'd,As up the middle sky unseen they stole,And roll the ...
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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