Found in 21 poems.
- 8Bid shuddering Nature shrink beneath the blow,
- 124The vale where rural Nature claims her praise;
- 125To her awhile resigns her youthful train,
- 104And Nature triumphs, as the Tyrant dies.
- 105With storms she welcomes his expiring
groans;
- 46Strange--that where Nature loved to trace,
- 49Within the Paradise she fixed,
- 214Dropped it should seem in more than Nature's
fear;
- 332He called on Nature's self to share the shame,
- 334She gave to clog the soul, and feast
the worm:
- 349His mind abhorring this had fixed her
throne
- 350Far from the world, in regions of her
own:
- 5But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth,
- 13Meek NATURE slowly lifts her matron veil
- 14To smile with fondness on her gazing
Son!
- 13What Nature makes thee mourn, she bids thee heal!
- 50And in our life alone does Nature live:
- 51Ours is her wedding garment, ours her
shroud!
- 46So love grew mightier from the fear, and Nature,
- 47Fleeing from Pain, sheltered herself
in Joy.
- 10Surplus of Nature's dread activity,
- 11Which, as she gazed on some
nigh-finished vase,
- 87And Nature makes her happy home with man;
- 225Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unrolled.
- 325Dear Nature is the kindest mother still!
- 326Though always changing, in her aspect mild;
- 327From her bare bosom let me take my fill,
- 328Her never-weaned, though not her favoured child.
- 329Oh! she is fairest in her features wild,
- 330Where nothing polished dares pollute her path:
- 331To me by day or night she ever smiled,
- 332Though I have marked her when none other hath,
- 333And sought her more and more, and loved her best in wrath.
- 90He found in wonder-works of God and Nature's hand.
- 236Dewy with Nature's tear-drops, as they pass--
- 408Maternal Nature! for who teems like thee,
- 824Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
- 223The master-mould of Nature's heavenly hand;
- 249Nature reclaimed her order:--gently flows
- 564None felt stern Nature rocking at his feet,
- 862Of cataracts, where nursing Nature smiled
- 82Of Nature that with which she will comply--
- 83It is but in her Summer's sun to
bask,
- 84To mingle with the quiet of her
sky,
- 120And worship Nature with a thought profound.
- 6While Nature makes that melancholy pause--
- 7Her breathing moment on the bridge
where Time
- 94Those momentary starts from Nature's laws,
- 97With all her seasons to repair the
blight
- 6Where panting Nature droops the head,
- 14And suffering Nature wept that one should
die!
- 43No purple bloom the Child of Nature brings
- 11A prodigal Nature and a niggard Doom
- 25Yet oft, perforce ('tis suffering Nature's
call),
- 2'Gainst Nature's voice seduced to deeds accurst!
