James Thomson

(11 September 1700 – 27 August 1748 / Ednam in Roxburghshire, Scotland)

James Thomson Poems

81. A Nuptial Song 4/20/2010
82. Dawn In Summer 4/20/2010
83. Rule Britannia 1/3/2003
84. Epitaph On Miss Stanley, In Holyrood Church, Southampton 4/20/2010
85. Farewell To Ravelrig 1/1/2004
86. Sunday Up The River 1/4/2003
87. A Complaint On The Miseries Of Life 4/20/2010
88. The Wine of Love 1/4/2003
89. Contentment 4/20/2010
90. Evening In Autumn 4/20/2010
91. Fareweel, Ye Bughts 1/1/2004
92. The Four Seasons : Autumn 4/20/2010
93. Gifts 1/4/2003
94. Hymn On Solitude 1/3/2003
95. The Four Seasons : Summer 4/20/2010
96. The Seasons: Winter 1/3/2003
97. A Poem Sacred To The Memory Of Sir Isaac Newton 1/3/2003
98. An Elegy Upon James Therburn, In Chatto 4/20/2010
99. In The Train 1/4/2003

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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (9/11/2016 6:58:00 AM)

    nice one.. good to know personal views...10

    Good to stay



    I shall be far away
    Form untruthful way
    Rather it shall be good to stay
    As normal as possible and pray

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Best Poem of James Thomson

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!

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Rule Britannia

When Britain first, at Heaven's command,
Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sung this strain:
"Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
Britons never will be slaves."

The nations, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall:

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