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By degrees , The human blossom blows ; and every day , Soft as it rolls along , shows some new charm , The father's lustre , and the mother's bloom . Then infant reason grows apace , and calls For the kind hand of an assiduous care .
By degrees , The human blossom blows ; and every day , Soft as it rolls along , shows some new charm , The father's lustre , and the mother's bloom . Then infant reason grows apace , and calls For the kind hand of an assiduous care .
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First this She sends on earth ; then that of deeper dye Steals soft behind ; and then a deeper still , In circle following circle , gathers round , To close the face of things . A fresher gale Begins to wave the wood , and stir the ...
First this She sends on earth ; then that of deeper dye Steals soft behind ; and then a deeper still , In circle following circle , gathers round , To close the face of things . A fresher gale Begins to wave the wood , and stir the ...
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Ye masters , then , Be mindful of the rough laborious hand , That sinks you soft in elegance and ease ; Be mindful of those limbs in russet clad , . Whose toil to yours is warmth , and graceful From 1727 to 1780. ] [ JAMES THOMSON .
Ye masters , then , Be mindful of the rough laborious hand , That sinks you soft in elegance and ease ; Be mindful of those limbs in russet clad , . Whose toil to yours is warmth , and graceful From 1727 to 1780. ] [ JAMES THOMSON .
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Soft roll your incense , herbs , and fruits , and flowers , In mingled clouds to him ; whose Sun exalts , Whose breath perfumes you , and whose pencil paints . Ye forests bend , ye harvests wave , to him ; Breathe your still song into ...
Soft roll your incense , herbs , and fruits , and flowers , In mingled clouds to him ; whose Sun exalts , Whose breath perfumes you , and whose pencil paints . Ye forests bend , ye harvests wave , to him ; Breathe your still song into ...
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You , happy birds ! by nature's simple laws Lead your soft lives , sustain'd by Nature's fare ; You dwell wherever roving fancy draws , And love and song is all your pleasing care : James Thomson . - Born 1700 , Died 1748 .
You , happy birds ! by nature's simple laws Lead your soft lives , sustain'd by Nature's fare ; You dwell wherever roving fancy draws , And love and song is all your pleasing care : James Thomson . - Born 1700 , Died 1748 .
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Encyclopaedia of English and American Poetry: From Caedmon and King ..., Volum 2 Samuel Orchart Beeton Visualització completa - 1873 |
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