The seasons, Britannia, and The castle of indolenceMilner and Sowerby, 1862 |
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... whole work , and sidelong lays the glebe . While thro ' the neighb'ring fields the sower stalks , With measur'd step , and lib'ral throws the grain Into the faithful bosom of the ground , The harrow follows harsh , and shuts the scene ...
... whole work , and sidelong lays the glebe . While thro ' the neighb'ring fields the sower stalks , With measur'd step , and lib'ral throws the grain Into the faithful bosom of the ground , The harrow follows harsh , and shuts the scene ...
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... whole leafy forest stands display'd , In full luxuriance , to the sighing gales ; Where the deer rustle through the twining brake , And the birds sing conceal'd . At once array'd In all the colours of the flushing year , By nature's ...
... whole leafy forest stands display'd , In full luxuriance , to the sighing gales ; Where the deer rustle through the twining brake , And the birds sing conceal'd . At once array'd In all the colours of the flushing year , By nature's ...
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... whole in perfect peace . Soft sigh'd the flute : the tender voice was heard , Warbling the varied heart : the woodlands round Applied their quire ; and winds and waters flow'd In consonance . Such were those prime of days . But now ...
... whole in perfect peace . Soft sigh'd the flute : the tender voice was heard , Warbling the varied heart : the woodlands round Applied their quire ; and winds and waters flow'd In consonance . Such were those prime of days . But now ...
Strona 21
... whole into perfection touch'd . By Thee the various vegetative tribes , Wrapt in a filmy net , and clad with leaves , Draw the live ether , and imbibe the dew . By Thee dispos'd into congenial soils , Stands each attractive plant , and ...
... whole into perfection touch'd . By Thee the various vegetative tribes , Wrapt in a filmy net , and clad with leaves , Draw the live ether , and imbibe the dew . By Thee dispos'd into congenial soils , Stands each attractive plant , and ...
Strona 22
... A melancholy murmur through the whole . " Tis love creates their melody ; and all This waste of music is the voice of love , That e'en to birds and beasts the tender arts Of pleasing teaches . Hence the glossy kind Try ev'ry 22 SPRING .
... A melancholy murmur through the whole . " Tis love creates their melody ; and all This waste of music is the voice of love , That e'en to birds and beasts the tender arts Of pleasing teaches . Hence the glossy kind Try ev'ry 22 SPRING .
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amid Archimage beam beauty Behold beneath blast bliss bloom boundless breast breath breeze bright Britons calm CASTLE OF INDOLENCE clouds deep delight deluge descends earth ether ev'ry exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood gale gentle gloom grace Greece grove heart heaven Hebrides herds hills Idless labour light luxury lyre matchless mighty mind mingled mix'd mountains muse MUSIDORA nature nature's night nought numbers o'er passions peace Philomelus plain pleas'd poison'd Pour'd pride rage rapture rills rise roar rocks roll round rous'd rural scene shade shining shore sing sleep sloth smile snow soft song soul spread Spring storm stream stretch'd sunk swain sweet sweet oblivion swelling tempest tender thee thou thought thro thunder toil trembling vale vex'd virtue waste wave ween Whence wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods wretch youth
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Strona 179 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Strona 182 - tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
Strona 182 - Or if you rather choose the rural shade, And find a fane in every sacred grove ; There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll.
Strona 154 - As thus the snows arise, and foul and fierce All Winter drives along the darken'd air, In his own loose-revolving fields the swain Disaster'd stands ; sees other hills ascend, Of unknown, joyless brow ; and other scenes, Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain ; Nor finds the river, nor the forest, hid Beneath the formless wild ; but wanders on From hill to dale, still more and more astray, Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home : the thoughts of home...
Strona 180 - Works in the secret deep; shoots, steaming, thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring; Flings from the sun direct the flaming day; Feeds every creature; hurls the tempest forth; And as on earth this grateful change revolves, With transport touches all the springs of life.
Strona 45 - But yonder comes the powerful King of Day, Rejoicing in the east. The lessening cloud, The kindling azure, and the mountain's brow Illumed with fluid gold, his near approach Betoken glad.
Strona 156 - Distress. How many stand Around the Death-bed of their dearest Friends, And point the parting Anguish. Thought fond Man Of These, and all the thousand nameless Ills, That one incessant Struggle render Life, One Scene of Toil, of Suffering, and of Fate...
Strona 178 - Ye noble few ! who here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up awhile, 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.
Strona 90 - Now to the sister hills that skirt her plain, To lofty Harrow now, and now to where Majestic Windsor lifts his princely brow. In lovely contrast to this glorious view, Calmly magnificent, then will we turn To where the silver Thames first rural grows. There let the feasted eye unwearied stray; Luxurious, there, rove through the pendent woods That nodding hang o'er Harrington's retreat...
Strona 155 - Smooth'd up with snow; and what is land — unknown, What water — of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh...