Bell's Edition, 91-92. kötetJ. Bell, 1787 |
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33. oldal
... song , Which thy own season paints , when Nature all Is blooming and benevolent , like thee . And fee where furly Winter paffes off 10 Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blasts : His blafts obey , and quit the howling hill , The ...
... song , Which thy own season paints , when Nature all Is blooming and benevolent , like thee . And fee where furly Winter paffes off 10 Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blasts : His blafts obey , and quit the howling hill , The ...
34. oldal
... song and foaring lark . Mean while incumbent o'er the fhining share The mafter leans , removes th ' obftructing clay , Winds the whole work , and fidelong lays the glebe . White thro ' the neighb'ring fields the fower ftalks , With ...
... song and foaring lark . Mean while incumbent o'er the fhining share The mafter leans , removes th ' obftructing clay , Winds the whole work , and fidelong lays the glebe . White thro ' the neighb'ring fields the fower ftalks , With ...
49. oldal
... song : Or catch thyself the landscape , gliding fwift Athwart Imagination's vivid eye : 455 460 Or by the vocal woods and waters lull'd , And loft in lonely mufing , in the dream Confus'd of carelefs folitude , where mix Ten thousand ...
... song : Or catch thyself the landscape , gliding fwift Athwart Imagination's vivid eye : 455 460 Or by the vocal woods and waters lull'd , And loft in lonely mufing , in the dream Confus'd of carelefs folitude , where mix Ten thousand ...
58. oldal
... song , Spare the foft tribes ! this barbarous art forbear ! If on your bofom Innocence can win , Music engage , or Piety perfuade . 705 710 But let not chief the nightingale lament Her ruin'd care , too delicately fram'd To brook the ...
... song , Spare the foft tribes ! this barbarous art forbear ! If on your bofom Innocence can win , Music engage , or Piety perfuade . 705 710 But let not chief the nightingale lament Her ruin'd care , too delicately fram'd To brook the ...
78. oldal
... song ? For is there aught in fleep can charm the wife ? To lie in dead oblivion , losing half The fleeting moments of too fhort a life , Total extinction of th ' enlightened foul ! Or else to feverish vanity alive , Wilder'd , and ...
... song ? For is there aught in fleep can charm the wife ? To lie in dead oblivion , losing half The fleeting moments of too fhort a life , Total extinction of th ' enlightened foul ! Or else to feverish vanity alive , Wilder'd , and ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
amid arts beft behold beneath beſt blifs boundleſs breaſt breath Britons clouds deep defcends delight earth ether facred fafe fair fame fatire fave fcene feas fecret fhade fhines fhore fhould filent fing firft firſt fkies flame fleep flood fmile fnows focial foft fome fong fons foul ftate ftill ftores ftorm ftrain ftream fuch funk fweet fwell gale gloom glory grace Greece heart heaven himſelf JAMES THOMSON laft land laſt lefs Liberty light loft mix'd mountains Mufe Muſe Nature Nature's o'er paffions peace pleaſing pleaſure pour'd pride rage rais'd raiſe reign rife rofe Rome round rous'd ſcene ſhade ſhakes ſhe ſhore ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread ſprings ſtate ſtill ſtorm tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe Thomſon thoſe thou thouſand thro toil treaſures tyrant vale virtue wafte waſte wave whence whofe whoſe wild winds Wiſdom
Népszerű szakaszok
203. oldal - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
73. oldal - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
231. oldal - Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And* every sense and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year...
231. oldal - Shoots full perfection through the swelling year: And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks, And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in Autumn unconfined, And spreads a common feast for all that lives.
184. oldal - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve...
200. oldal - Along the mazy current. Low the woods Bow their hoar head ; and ere the languid sun Faint from the west emits his evening ray, Earth's universal face, deep hid and chill, Is one wild dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man.
155. oldal - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
53. oldal - Hail, Source of Being ! Universal Soul Of Heaven and Earth ! Essential Presence, hail ! To Thee I bend the knee ; to Thee my thoughts Continual climb ; who, with a master-hand, Hast the great whole into perfection touch'd.
157. oldal - While o'er th' enfeebling lute his hand he flung, And to the trembling chords these tempting verses sung: 'Behold, ye pilgrims of this earth, behold! See all but man with unearned pleasure gay ! See her bright robes the butterfly unfold, Broke from her wintry tomb in prime of May. What youthful bride can equal her array? Who can with her for easy pleasure vie? From mead to mead with gentle wing to stray, From flower to flower on balmy gales to fly, Is all she has to do beneath the radiant sky.
72. oldal - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where friendship...