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• From seeming evil still educing good. -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- Hymn, Line 114
• Shade, unperceiv'd, so softening into shade. -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- Hymn, Line 25
• These as they change, Almighty Father! these Are but the varied God.
  The rolling year Is full of Thee. -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- Hymn, Line 1...
• Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mildness! come.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Seasons, Spring, Line 1...
• For his chaste Muse employ'd her heaven-taught lyre None but the noblest passions to inspire, Not one immoral, one corrupted thought, One line which, dying, he could wish to blot.
  -- Lord Lyttleton (1709-1773) -- Prologue to Thomson's Coriolanu...
• Come, muse, let us sing of rats! -- From a poem by James Grainger, 1721-1767
• A lucky chance, that oft decides the fate Of mighty monarchs.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Seasons, Summer, Line 1285...
• Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears Her snaky crest.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Seasons, Spring, Line 996...
• And Mecca saddens at the long delay.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Seasons, Summer, Line 979...