Author: James Thomson

Hail, mildly pleasing solitude, Companion of the wise and good; But, from whose holy, piercing eye, The herd of fools, […]

Sweet Ravelrig, I ne’er could part From thee, but wi’ a dowie heart. When I think on the happy days […]

MY love o’er the water bends dreaming; It glideth and glideth away: She sees there her own beauty, gleaming Through […]

THE wine of Love is music, And the feast of Love is song: And when Love sits down to the […]

AS we rush, as we rush in the Train, The trees and the houses go wheeling back, But the starry […]

GIVE a man a horse he can ride, Give a man a boat he can sail; And his rank and […]

1. Fareweel, ye bughts, an’ all your ewes, An’ fields whare bIoomin’ heather grows; Nae mair the sportin’ lambs I’ll […]

When Britain first, at Heaven’s command, Arose from out the azure main; This was the charter of the land, And […]

See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and […]

Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish’d into silence, […]