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James Thomson Quotes

Dread winter spreads his latest glooms, and reigns, tremendous, over the conquer'd year. How dead the vegetable kingdom lies! How dumb the tuneful! Horror wide extends his desolate domain Picture Quote #1

A fresher gale begins to wave the wood, and stir the stream, sweeping with shadowy gust the fields of corn; while the quail clamors for his running mate Picture Quote #1

But while listening senates hang upon thy tongue, devolving through the maze of eloquence a roll of periods, sweeter than her song Picture Quote #1

Believe the muse, the wintry blast of death kills not the buds of virtue; no, they spread. Beneath the heavenly beams of brighter suns, thro' endless ages, into higher powers Picture Quote #1

Real glory springs from the quiet conquest of ourselves; and without that the conqueror is nought but the first slave Picture Quote #1

Up springs the lark, shrill voiced, and loud, the messenger of morn; ere yet the shadows fly, he mounted sings amid the dawning clouds, and from their haunts calls up the tuneful nations Picture Quote #1

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Home is the resort of live, of joy, of peace, and plenty; where supporting and supported, polished friends and dear relations mingle into bliss Picture Quote #1

Sober evening takes her wonted station in the middle air, a thousand shadows at her beck Picture Quote #1

For, if the worlds In worlds enclosed should on his senses burst... He would abhorrent turn Picture Quote #1

Oft, what seems a trifle, a mere nothing, by itself, in some nice situation, turns the scale of fate, and rules the most important actions Picture Quote #1

Truth, justice, and reason lose all their force, and all their lustre, when they are not accompanied with agreeable manners Picture Quote #1

The glad circle round them yield their souls to festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall Picture Quote #1

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The stately sailing swan gives out his snowy plumage to the gale; and, arching proud his neck, with oary feet bears forward fierce, and guards his osier isle, protective of his young Picture Quote #1

Pure was the temperate air, an even calm perpetual reign'd, save what the zephyrs bland breath'd over the blue expanse Picture Quote #1

Some to the holly hedge nestling repair; and to the thicket some; some to the rude protection of the thorn Picture Quote #1

Her polish'd limbs, veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire; beyond the pomp of dress; for loveliness needs not the foreign aid of ornament, but is, when unadorn'd the most Picture Quote #1

What, what is virtue, but repose of mind, a pure ethereal calm, that knows no storm; above the reach of wild ambition's wind, above those passions that this world deform and torture man Picture Quote #1

Now from the world, sacred to sweet retirement, lovers steal, and pour their souls in transport Picture Quote #1

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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 harvest Picture Quote #1

The generous pride of virtue, disdains to weigh too nicely the returns her bounty meets with - like the liberal gods, from her own gracious nature she bestows, nor stops to ask reward Picture Quote #1

What were unenlightened man? A savage, roaming through the woods and wilds in quest of prey Picture Quote #1

Heavens! What a goodly prospect spreads around, of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, and glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all the stretching landscape into smoke decays Picture Quote #1

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Dread winter spreads his latest glooms, and reigns, tremendous, over the conquer'd year. How dead the vegetable kingdom lies! How dumb the tuneful! Horror wide extends his desolate domain (James Thomson Quotes) A fresher gale begins to wave the wood, and stir the stream, sweeping with shadowy gust the fields of corn; while the quail clamors for his running mate (James Thomson Quotes) But while listening senates hang upon thy tongue, devolving through the maze of eloquence a roll of periods, sweeter than her song (James Thomson Quotes) Believe the muse, the wintry blast of death kills not the buds of virtue; no, they spread. Beneath the heavenly beams of brighter suns, thro' endless ages, into higher powers (James Thomson Quotes) Real glory springs from the quiet conquest of ourselves; and without that the conqueror is nought but the first slave (James Thomson Quotes) Up springs the lark, shrill voiced, and loud, the messenger of morn; ere yet the shadows fly, he mounted sings amid the dawning clouds, and from their haunts calls up the tuneful nations (James Thomson Quotes) Home is the resort of live, of joy, of peace, and plenty; where supporting and supported, polished friends and dear relations mingle into bliss (James Thomson Quotes) Sober evening takes her wonted station in the middle air, a thousand shadows at her beck (James Thomson Quotes) For, if the worlds In worlds enclosed should on his senses burst... He would abhorrent turn (James Thomson Quotes) Oft, what seems a trifle, a mere nothing, by itself, in some nice situation, turns the scale of fate, and rules the most important actions (James Thomson Quotes) Truth, justice, and reason lose all their force, and all their lustre, when they are not accompanied with agreeable manners (James Thomson Quotes) The glad circle round them yield their souls to festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall (James Thomson Quotes) The stately sailing swan gives out his snowy plumage to the gale; and, arching proud his neck, with oary feet bears forward fierce, and guards his osier isle, protective of his young (James Thomson Quotes) Pure was the temperate air, an even calm perpetual reign'd, save what the zephyrs bland breath'd over the blue expanse (James Thomson Quotes) Some to the holly hedge nestling repair; and to the thicket some; some to the rude protection of the thorn (James Thomson Quotes) Her polish'd limbs, veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire; beyond the pomp of dress; for loveliness needs not the foreign aid of ornament, but is, when unadorn'd the most (James Thomson Quotes) What, what is virtue, but repose of mind, a pure ethereal calm, that knows no storm; above the reach of wild ambition's wind, above those passions that this world deform and torture man (James Thomson Quotes) Now from the world, sacred to sweet retirement, lovers steal, and pour their souls in transport (James Thomson Quotes) 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 harvest (James Thomson Quotes) The generous pride of virtue, disdains to weigh too nicely the returns her bounty meets with - like the liberal gods, from her own gracious nature she bestows, nor stops to ask reward (James Thomson Quotes) What were unenlightened man? A savage, roaming through the woods and wilds in quest of prey (James Thomson Quotes) Heavens! What a goodly prospect spreads around, of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, and glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all the stretching landscape into smoke decays (James Thomson Quotes)

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