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 ...
As thus the snows arise; and foul and fierce,All winter drives along the darken'd air;In his own loose-revolving fields, the ...
'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 ...
The north-east spends his rage; he now shut upWithin his iron cave, th' effusive southWarms the wide air, and o'er ...
Come, gentle Venus! and assuageA warring world, a bleeding age.For nature lives beneath thy ray,The wintry tempests haste away,A lucid ...
Let no presuming impious railer taxCreative wisdom, as if aught was form'dIn vain, or not for admirable ends.Shall little haughty ...
Come, dear Amanda, quit the town,And to the rural hamlets fly;Behold! the wintry storms are gone;A gentle radiance glads the ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
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