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 ...
James Thomson Poems on Night (18 Poems)
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 ...
Psalm CIV. Paraphrased (James Thomson Poems)
To praise thy Author, Soul, do not forget;Canst thou, in gratitude, deny the debt?Lord, thou art great, how great we ...
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 ...
On The Death Of His Mother (James Thomson Poems)
Ye fabled Muses, I your aid disclaim,Your airy raptures, and your fancied flame;True genuine woe my throbbing breast inspires,Love prompts ...
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 ...
Happiness of a Country Life (James Thomson Poems)
Oh! knew he but his happiness, of menThe happiest he, who, far from public rage,Deep in the vale, with a ...
A Pastoral Betwixt David, Thirsis, And The Angel Gabriel, Upon The Birth Of Our Saviour (James Thomson Poems)
DAVID.What means yon apparition in the sky,Thirsis, that dazzles every shepherd's eye?I slumbering was when from yon glorious cloudCame gliding ...
A Summer Noon (James Thomson Poems)
'Tis raging noon; and, vertical, the sunDarts on the head direct his forceful rays.O'er heaven and earth, far as the ...
A Complaint On The Miseries Of Life (James Thomson Poems)
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 ...
Evening In Summer (James Thomson Poems)
Confess'd from yonder slow-extinguish'd clouds,All ether softening, sober Evening takesHer wonted station in the middle air;She sends on earth; then ...
Dawn In Summer (James Thomson Poems)
When now no more th' alternate twins are fired,And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze,Short is the doubtful empire of ...
Mists In Autumn (James Thomson Poems)
Now, by the cool, declining year condescend,Descend the copious exhalations, check'd,As up the middle sky unseen they stole,And roll the ...
To Seraphina (James Thomson Poems)
The wanton's charms, however bright,Are like the false illusive lightWhose flattering unauspicious blazeTo precipices oft betrays:But that sweet ray your ...
From Those Eternal Regions (James Thomson Poems)
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 ...
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, ...
In the Train (James Thomson Poems)
AS we rush, as we rush in the Train, The trees and the houses go wheeling back, But the starry ...
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 ...