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... streams , Shakes on the floods , and in a yellow mist , Far fmoaking o'er th ' interminable plain , In twinkling myriads lights the dewy gems . Moift , bright , and green , the landskip laughs around . Full swell the woods ; their every ...
... streams , Shakes on the floods , and in a yellow mist , Far fmoaking o'er th ' interminable plain , In twinkling myriads lights the dewy gems . Moift , bright , and green , the landskip laughs around . Full swell the woods ; their every ...
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... streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . 315 THE Seafons since have , with feverer sway , Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter keen Shook forth his waste of snows ; and Summer shot His pestilential heats . Great ...
... streaming clouds , A shoreless ocean tumbled round the globe . 315 THE Seafons since have , with feverer sway , Oppress'd a broken world : the Winter keen Shook forth his waste of snows ; and Summer shot His pestilential heats . Great ...
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... streams , and lent us your own coat Against the winter's cold ? and the plain ox , That harmless , honest , guileless animal , In what has he offended ? He , whose toil , Patient and ever ready , clothes the land With all the pomp of ...
... streams , and lent us your own coat Against the winter's cold ? and the plain ox , That harmless , honest , guileless animal , In what has he offended ? He , whose toil , Patient and ever ready , clothes the land With all the pomp of ...
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... stream Descends the billowy foam : now is the time , While yet the dark - brown water aids the guile , To tempt the trout . The well - disembled fly , The rod fine - tapering with elastic spring , Snatch'd from the hoary steed the ...
... stream Descends the billowy foam : now is the time , While yet the dark - brown water aids the guile , To tempt the trout . The well - disembled fly , The rod fine - tapering with elastic spring , Snatch'd from the hoary steed the ...
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... stream The speckled infant throw . But should you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots Of pendant trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . Long time he , following cautious , scans the ...
... stream The speckled infant throw . But should you lure From his dark haunt , beneath the tangled roots Of pendant trees , the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . Long time he , following cautious , scans the ...
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Seite 214 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Seite 183 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Seite 212 - 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.
Seite 182 - 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 Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt.
Seite 212 - 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. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Seite 183 - ... they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame.
Seite 210 - Tis done! dread Winter spreads his latest glooms, And reigns tremendous o'er the conquer'd year. How dead the vegetable kingdom lies! How dumb the tuneful! horror wide extends .His desolate domain.
Seite 125 - While these unhappy partners of your kind Wide-hover round you, like the fowls of heaven, And ask their humble dole. The various turns Of fortune ponder; that your sons may want What now, with hard reluctance, faint, ye give.
Seite 165 - And day to day, through the revolving year ; Admiring, sees her in her every shape ; Feels all her sweet emotions at his heart ; Takes what she liberal gives, nor thinks of more.
Seite 23 - 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.