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" 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. "
The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern - Page 441
edited by - 1878 - 760 pages
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Herrn B.H. Brockes aus dem Englischen übersetzte Jahres-zeiten des herrn Thomson

James Thomson, Barthold Heinrich Brockes - English poetry - 1745 - 586 pages
...Chaunt, The prompting Seraph, and the Poet's Lyre, Still fing the GOD OF SEASONS, as they roll. 100 For me, when I forget the darling Theme, Whether the BLOSSOM BLOWS, the SUMMER-RAY, Ruflits the Plain, delicious Аитим-N gleams; Or WINTER. rifes in the reddening Ealt;...
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The seraph, a collection of divine hymns and poems from the best authors

Seraph - Hymns, English - 1754 - 294 pages
...delicious autumn gleams, Or winter riles in the reddening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint wo more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to hollile barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections, Additions ..., Volume 1

James Thomson - 1757 - 244 pages
...the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! SHOULD SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 101 Kivus...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and ..., Volume 1

James Thomson - English literature - 1763 - 458 pages
...Autumn gleams-; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mate, may fancy paint no more, Andi dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the fartheft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous -climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements. ...

James Thomson - 1766 - 266 pages
...the fummer-ray 95 Ruflets the plain, infpirmg Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead...my heart to beat! • SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge i oo Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where...
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The Lady's Magazine: Or Entertaining Companion for the Fair Sex ..., Volume 38

John Huddlestone Wynne - Advice columns - 1807 - 744 pages
...myself, and wish the generous reader to adopt, the charming language of the poet of the Seasons : • For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows; theSummer ray Russet the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or winter rises in the black'ningEast, Be...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and ..., Volume 1

James Thomson - 1774 - 272 pages
...fummer-ray 95 RufTets the plain, infpiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter rifes_ in the black'ning eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Gilds Indian mountains, or Ms fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces ..., Volume 48, Page 1

Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 280 pages
...fumvner-ray 95 Rufiets the plain, infyiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead...forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartl:eft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diflant ba:barous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where...
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The Works of the English Poets: Thomson

Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 274 pages
...lummer-ray 95 Ruflets the plain, infririxg Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in,the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to biat. Should fate command me to the fartbeft verge ice Of the green earth, to eliftant baibarous climes,...
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Poems on Various Subjects; Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue: And ...

Children's poetry, English - 1780 - 226 pages
...the fummer rny Ruffets the plain, infpiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rifes in the blackening Eaft, Be my tongue mute, my Fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to heat! Should Fate command me to the farthcft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes,...
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