...Summer toil would be ended. Tl»e air was very calm, and I could not help ejaculating, — • This is the time, For those whom wisdom and whom Nature...steal themselves from the degenerate crowd, And soar akove this Kttle scene of A NIGHT WALK IN SEPTEMBER* By JML « * Now air is hush'd, save where the...

...soar »bove this tittle scene of tKingl ; Tb tread low-thoughted Vice beneath their feet ; To soothe the. throbbing Passions' into peace, And woo lone Quiet in her silent 'walks.' THOMSON. • '- JOHN WE u. OBSERVATION* o» BEHAVIOUR and PotlTXNESS. . I:., ••'•it [From Lctlm...

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...clouds imbibe the sun, And thro' their lucid veil his softened force 960 Shed o'er the peaceful world. Then is the time, For those whom wisdom and whom Nature...soar above this little scene of things ; To tread low-thoughted vice beneath their feet; 965 To soothe the throbbing passions into peace; And woo lone...

...clouds imbibe the sun , And thro' their lucid veil his softened force Shed o'er the peaceful world. Then is the time , For those whom wisdom and whom...their feet; To sooth the, throbbing passions into psace ; And woof; lone quiet in her silent walks. , Thus solitary, and in pensive guise, Oft let me...

...clouds imbibe the sun, And through their lucid veil his softened force Shed o'er the peaceful world. Then is the time, For those whom wisdom and whom Nature...And soar above this little scene of things; To tread low-thoughted Vice beneath their feet ; To soothe the throbbing passions into peace ; And woo lone...

...clouds imbibe the sun, And through their lucid veil his softened force Shed o'er the peaceful world. Then is the time, For those whom wisdom and whom Nature...And soar above this little scene of things; To tread low-thoughted Vice beneath their feet; To soothe the throbbing passions into peace; And woo lone Quiet...

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...clouds imbibe the sun, And through their lucid veil his soften'd force Shed o'er the peaceful world. Then is the time, For those whom wisdom and whom nature charm, To steal themselves from the degen'rate crowd, And soar above this little scene of things; To tread low-thoughted vice beneath their...

...soar above this .little scene of things; To .tread low-thoughted Vice beneath their feet ; To soothe the throbbing passions into peace ; And woo lone Quiet in her silent walks. • Thus solitary, and in pensive guise, Oft let me wander o'er the russet mead, And through the saddened...