The Happy Man By James Thomson

The Happy Man He’s not the happy man, to whom is given A plenteous fortune by indulgent Heaven; Whose gilded roofs on …

Spring Showers By James Thomson

Spring Showers The north-east spends his rage; he now shut up Within his iron cave, th’ effusive south Warms the wide air, …

Waterfall By James Thomson

Waterfall Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood Rolls fair and placid: where collected all, In one impetuous torrent down the …

To Seraphina By James Thomson

To Seraphina The wanton’s charms, however bright, Are like the false illusive light Whose flattering unauspicious blaze To precipices oft betrays: But …

Gifts By James Thomson

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

On The Hoop By James Thomson

On The Hoop The hoop, the darling justly of the fair, Of every generous swain deserves the care. It is unmanly to …

Contentment By James Thomson

Contentment If those who live in shepherd’s bower, Press not the rich and stately bed; The new-mown hay and breathing flower A …

Mists In Autumn By James Thomson

Mists In Autumn Now, by the cool, declining year condescend, Descend the copious exhalations, check’d, As up the middle sky unseen they …

Sheep-Sheering By James Thomson

Sheep-Sheering In one diffusive band, They drive the troubled flocks, by many a dog Compell’d to where the mazy-running brook Forms a …

Song By James Thomson

Song When blooming spring Arrays the laughing fields in green, Then flowers in open air are seen, And warbling birds are heard …

Cattle In Summer By James Thomson

Cattle In Summer Around th’ adjoining brook, that purls along The vocal grove, now fretting o’er a rock, Now scarcely moving through …

A Nuptial Song By James Thomson

A Nuptial Song Come, gentle Venus! and assuage A warring world, a bleeding age. For nature lives beneath thy ray, The wintry …

The Morning Lark By James Thomson

The Morning Lark Feather’d lyric, warbling high, Sweetly gaining on the sky, Op’ning with thy matin lay (Nature’s hymn) the eye of …

Lavinia By James Thomson

Lavinia The lovely young Lavinia once had friends; And fortune smiled deceitful on her birth: For, in her helpless years deprived of …