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ages amid bank beam beauty beneath bloom breast breath breeze bright circling clouds comes dark death deep delight descends diffused earth fair fall fancy fear feels fields fierce fire flame flocks flood force forest friends give gloom grace grove hand happy head heart heaven Hence hills JOHN SHARPE kind land light lively look lost mind mingled morn mountains Muse Nature Nature's night o'er O’er once passions peace plain pride pure race rage raise retired rise rocks roll round rural scarce scene season sense shade shake shining sits smile snow soft song soul sounding spreads Spring stand storm stream Summer sweet swelling tempest tender thee thou thought thousand toil train turn vale various virtue voice walk wander waste wave whole wide wild winds wing Winter woods youth
Page 104 - Heavens ! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all The stretching landscape into smoke decays...
Page 181 - Attract his slender feet. The foodless wilds Pour forth their brown inhabitants. The hare, Though timorous of heart, and hard beset By death in various forms, dark snares, and dogs, And more unpitying men, the garden seeks, Urged on by fearless want. The bleating kind Eye the bleak heaven, and next the glistening earth, With looks of dumb despair ; then, sad dispersed, Dig for the withered herb through heaps of snow.
Page 213 - These, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of thee.
Page 127 - A native grace Sat fair-proportion'd on her polish'd limbs, Veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire, * Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.
Page 46 - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Page 52 - Roused by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd leaves His mossy cottage, where with peace he dwells ; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives His flock, to taste the verdure of the morn.
Page 213 - And spreads a common feast for all that lives. In Winter awful thou ! with clouds and storms Around thee thrown, tempest o'er tempest roll'd, Majestic darkness! on the whirlwind's wing ' Riding sublime, thou bid'st the world adore, And humblest nature with thy northern blast.
Page 179 - Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts 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...