The Poetical Works of James Thomson

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William Tegg and Company, Cheapside, 1850 - 685 pages

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Page 122 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Page 34 - O'er which the Cambrian mountains, like far clouds That skirt the blue horizon, dusky rise. Flush'd by the spirit of the genial year, .Now from the virgin's cheek a fresher bloom Shoots, less and less, the live carnation round; Her lips blush deeper sweets ; she breathes of youth ; The shining moisture swells into her eyes, In brighter flow ; her wishing bosom heaves, With palpitations wild; kind tumults seize Her veins, and all her yielding soul is love. From the keen gaze her lover turns away,...
Page 130 - Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore., Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene ; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join, To cheer the gloom. There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead...
Page 105 - The stork-assembly meets; for many a day, Consulting deep, and various, ere they take Their arduous voyage through the liquid sky. And now their route...
Page 112 - That winding leads through pits of death, or else Instructs him how to take the dangerous ford. The lengthen'd night elaps'd, the Morning shines Serene, in all her dewy beauty bright ; Unfolding fair the last autumnal day. And now the mounting sun dispels the fog ; The rigid hoar-frost melts before his beam ; And hung on every spray, on every blade Of grass, the myriad dew-drops twinkle round.
Page 26 - Sole-sitting, still at every dying fall Takes up again her lamentable strain Of winding woe ; till, wide around, the woods Sigh to her song, and with her wail resound.
Page 147 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Page 57 - Nor, creeping through the woods, the gelid race Of berries. Oft in humble station dwells Unboastful worth, above fastidious pomp. Witness, thou best Anana, thou the pride Of vegetable life, beyond whate'er The poets imaged in the golden age : Quick let me strip thee of thy tufty coat, Spread thy ambrosial stores, and feast with Jove!
Page 267 - In lowly dale, fast by a river's side, With woody hill o'er hill encompassed round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found. It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground ; And there a season atween June and May, Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrowned, A listless climate made, where, sooth to say, -- No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Page 50 - Ere the soft fearful people to the flood Commit their woolly sides. And oft the swain, On some impatient seizing, hurls them in: Embolden'd then, nor hesitating more, Fast, fast, they plunge amid the flashing wave, And, panting, labour to the farthest shore.

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