Poems on various subjects, selected by E. TomkinsE Tomkins 1806 |
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Side 12
... round , and all were gay , On neighbour Dobson's wedding day , Death call'd aside the jocund groom With him into another room , And looking grave , " You must , " says he , " Quit your sweet bride , and come with me . " " With you ! and ...
... round , and all were gay , On neighbour Dobson's wedding day , Death call'd aside the jocund groom With him into another room , And looking grave , " You must , " says he , " Quit your sweet bride , and come with me . " " With you ! and ...
Side 25
... round , O'er the river , rock , and hill , Cannot catch a single sound , Save the clack of yonder mill . 14 . Cattle court the zephyrs bland , Where the streamlet wanders cool Or with languid silence stand Midway in the marshy pool . 15 ...
... round , O'er the river , rock , and hill , Cannot catch a single sound , Save the clack of yonder mill . 14 . Cattle court the zephyrs bland , Where the streamlet wanders cool Or with languid silence stand Midway in the marshy pool . 15 ...
Side 26
... round , Till the fresh - descending shower , Grateful to the thirsty ground , Raises ev'ry fainting flower . 18 . Now the hill - the hedge - is green , Now the warblers ' throats in tune ; Blithsome is the verdant scene , Brighten'd by ...
... round , Till the fresh - descending shower , Grateful to the thirsty ground , Raises ev'ry fainting flower . 18 . Now the hill - the hedge - is green , Now the warblers ' throats in tune ; Blithsome is the verdant scene , Brighten'd by ...
Side 28
... . 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 28 SELECT POEMS . Thomson Mallet Carter.
... . 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 28 SELECT POEMS . Thomson Mallet Carter.
Side 29
... round ! what skill , what force divine , Deep felt , in these appear ! a simple train , Yet so delightful mix'd , with such kind art , Such beauty and beneficence combin'd ; Shade , unperceived , so soft'ning into shade ; And all so ...
... round ! what skill , what force divine , Deep felt , in these appear ! a simple train , Yet so delightful mix'd , with such kind art , Such beauty and beneficence combin'd ; Shade , unperceived , so soft'ning into shade ; And all so ...
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beams beauteous beauty behold bids bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright call'd charms cheek cheer clouds Crazy Jane dear death delight dwell E'en earth ev'ry eyes fair fair lady fairies faithless fate fear flame flow flower fond gentle gloom glow grace grove happy hear heart Heaven Hermit hill hour Hymen light live lute lyre maid mind morn mortal mourn Muse Musidora Nature's ne'er night nymph o'er pain Palemon passion peace Philomel pity plain pleas'd pleasure PLUTUS pow'r praise pride rapture rest rill rise rose round sacred scenes shade shepherd shine sigh sing skies smiling soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spring stamp'd swain sweet tale tear Thaïs thee thine thou thought Timotheus train Trembler trembling Twas vale virtue voice warbling wealth wind wings youth
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Side 206 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 32 - Fancy * paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the...
Side 135 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Side 53 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Side 94 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Side 205 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given. But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven.
Side 119 - 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.
Side 92 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath?
Side 128 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Side 125 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.