James Thomson Poems
|81.||The Study And Beauties Of The Works Of Nature||4/20/2010|
|82.||The Wine of Love||1/4/2003|
|83.||To Amanda - Come, Dear Amanda, Quit The Town||4/20/2010|
|85.||To Her I Love||4/20/2010|
|86.||To His Royal Highness The Prince Of Wales||4/20/2010|
|87.||To Love (Amanda)||4/20/2010|
|90.||To The God Of Fond Desire||4/20/2010|
|91.||To The Memory Of The Right Honourable Lord Talbot, Late Chancellor Of Great Britain. Addressed To His Son.||4/20/2010|
|92.||To The Nightingale||4/20/2010|
|93.||To The Reverend Patrick Murdoch, Rector Of Stradishall, In Suffolk||4/20/2010|
|94.||To The Same (Amanda) With A Copy Of The 'seasons'||4/20/2010|
|95.||Verses Addressed To Amanda||4/20/2010|
|96.||Verses On Receiving A Flower From His Mistress||4/20/2010|
|98.||When Last We Parted||4/20/2010|
In The Train
AS we rush, as we rush in the Train,
The trees and the houses go wheeling back,
But the starry heavens above the plain
Come flying on our track.
All the beautiful stars of the sky,
The silver doves of the forest of Night,
Over the dull earth swarm and fly,
Companions of our flight.
We will rush ever on without fear;
Let the goal be far, the flight be fleet!
For we carry the Heavens with us, dear,
While the Earth slips from our feet!
GIVE a man a horse he can ride,
Give a man a boat he can sail;
And his rank and wealth, his strength and health,
On sea nor shore shall fail.
Give a man a pipe he can smoke,
Give a man a book he can read:
And his home is bright with a calm delight,
Though the room be poor indeed.