Quote#Nature
A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard becomes
Quote byJames Thomson · 1700–1748
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Castle of Indolence (1748), Canto I, Stanza 68 (Last line said to be "writ by a friend of the author.").
English (original)
A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard becomes Who void of envy, guile and lust of gain, On virtue still and nature's pleasing themes Poured forth his unpremeditated strain.
— James Thomson
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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, never, never shall be slaves.'
O Sophonisba! Sophonisba, O!
Forever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to love, And, when we meet a mutual heart, Come in between and bid us part?
At the throng'd levee bends the venal tribe: With fair but faithless smiles each varnish'd o'er, Each smooth as those that mutually deceive, And for their falsehood each despising each.
Whoe'er amidst the sons Of reason, valour, liberty, and virtue Displays distinguish'd merit, is a noble Of Nature's own creating.
These as they change, Almighty Father! these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee.