James Thomson Quotes

When Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of her land, And guardian angels sung the strain: Rule, Britannia! Britannia rules the waves! Britons never shall be slaves.
James Thomson (1700-1748), British poet, and David Mallet (1705?-1765). Alfred, A Masque: Rule Brittania (l. 1-6). . . Oxford Book of War Poetry, The. Jon Stallworthy, ed. (1984) Oxford University Press.
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The savage soul of game is up at once— The pack full-opening various, the shrill horn Resounded from the hills, the neighing steed Wild for the chase, and the loud hunter's shout— O'er a weak, harmless, flying creature, all Mixed in mad tumult and discordant joy.
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Autumn (l. 71-75). . . Fellow Mortals; an Anthology of Animal Verse. Roy Fuller, comp. (1981) MacDonald and Evans Ltd.
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Poor is the triumph o'er the timid hare! Scared from the corn, and now to some lone seat Retired—
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Autumn (l. 71-75). . . Fellow Mortals; an Anthology of Animal Verse. Roy Fuller, comp. (1981) MacDonald and Evans Ltd.
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A little, round, fat, oily man of God.
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Castle of Indolence, cto. 1, st. 69.
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The negligence of Nature wide and wild, Where, undisguised by mimic art, she spreads Unbounded beauty to the roving eye.
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Spring (l. 71-75). . . Poetry in English; an Anthology. M. L. Rosenthal, general ed. (1987) Oxford University Press.
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But who can paint Like Nature? Can imagination boast Amid its gay creation, hues like hers?
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Spring (l. 71-75). . . Poetry in English; an Anthology. M. L. Rosenthal, general ed. (1987) Oxford University Press.
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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 touched.
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Spring (l. 71-75). . . Poetry in English; an Anthology. M. L. Rosenthal, general ed. (1987) Oxford University Press.
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High from the summit of a craggy cliff, Hung o'er the deep, such as amazing frowns On utmost Kilda's shore, whose lonely race Resign the setting sun to Indian worlds, The royal eagle draws his vigorous young
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Spring (l. 71-75). . . Poetry in English; an Anthology. M. L. Rosenthal, general ed. (1987) Oxford University Press.
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If fancy then Unequal fails beneath the pleasing task, Ah, what shall language do?
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Spring (l. 71-75). . . Poetry in English; an Anthology. M. L. Rosenthal, general ed. (1987) Oxford University Press.
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Now 'tis nought But restless hurry through the busy air, Beat by unnumbered wings.
James Thomson (1700-1748), Scottish poet. Spring (l. 71-75). . . Poetry in English; an Anthology. M. L. Rosenthal, general ed. (1987) Oxford University Press.
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