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Page v
... WINTER , which for a time could find no pur- chaser ; till , at last , Mr. Millar , a bookseller in the Strand , was persuaded to buy it at a low price ; and this low price he had for some time reason to regret . " We are not informed ...
... WINTER , which for a time could find no pur- chaser ; till , at last , Mr. Millar , a bookseller in the Strand , was persuaded to buy it at a low price ; and this low price he had for some time reason to regret . " We are not informed ...
Page viii
... , when Thomson published his Winter , the sub- ject had the advantage of novelty ; so the SEASONS still preserves its rank , as the first descriptive poem in the language . It is one among our earliest viii CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS .
... , when Thomson published his Winter , the sub- ject had the advantage of novelty ; so the SEASONS still preserves its rank , as the first descriptive poem in the language . It is one among our earliest viii CRITICAL OBSERVATIONS .
Page xii
... Winter was published in 1726 ; Summer and Spring in the following years ; and Au- tumn , with his collected works , in 1730. The inci- dents of his life consisted of the patronage he suc- ceeded in obtaining , and the disappointments he ...
... Winter was published in 1726 ; Summer and Spring in the following years ; and Au- tumn , with his collected works , in 1730. The inci- dents of his life consisted of the patronage he suc- ceeded in obtaining , and the disappointments he ...
Page xiii
... Winter rages o'er The hills whence classic Yarrow flows , Rousing the turbid torrent's roar , Or sweeping , wild , a waste of snows : So long , sweet poet of the year ! Shall bloom that wreath thou well hast won ; While Scotia , with ...
... Winter rages o'er The hills whence classic Yarrow flows , Rousing the turbid torrent's roar , Or sweeping , wild , a waste of snows : So long , sweet poet of the year ! Shall bloom that wreath thou well hast won ; While Scotia , with ...
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... WINTER passes off , Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blasts : His blasts obey , and quit the howling hill , The shatter'd forest , and the ravaged vale ; While softer gales succeed , at whose kind touch , B 2 SPRING. ...
... WINTER passes off , Far to the north , and calls his ruffian blasts : His blasts obey , and quit the howling hill , The shatter'd forest , and the ravaged vale ; While softer gales succeed , at whose kind touch , B 2 SPRING. ...
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amid Apennine Autumn beam beauty beneath blast blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze bright CHARLES ROLLS clouds dark deep delight descends diffused dreadful E'en earth ether exalts fair fair brow fancy fierce flame flocks flood forest gale gloom glow grace grove happy heart heaven High raised hills JAMES THOMSON JOHN SHARPE light Lycurgus matchless maze mind mingled mix'd mountains Muse Musidora Nature Nature's night o'er passions peace plain poison'd pomp pride racter rage rapture RICHARD WESTALL rills rise roar robe rocks roll round rural scarce scene season shade shake shining shoot silvan smile snow soft song soul spreads Spring storm stream stretch'd swain sweep sweet swelling swift tempest tender thee thou thought thunder toil turbid Typhon vale vex'd virtue walk wander waste wave wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods wrapp'd youth
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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...
Page 210 - Ye noble few, who here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure ! yet bear up a while And what your bounded view, which only saw A little part, deem'd evil, is no more : The storms of Wintry Time will quickly pass, And one unbounded Spring encircle all.