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.
James Thomson
That which makes people dissatisfied with their condition, is the chimerical idea they form of the happiness of others.
James Thomson
Their only labour was to kill the time; And labour dire it is, and weary woe, They sit, they loll, turn o'er some idle rhyme, Then, rising sudden, to the glass they go, Or saunter forth, with tottering steps and slow.
James Thomson
I know no subject more elevating, more amazing, more ready to the poetical enthusiasm, the philosophical reflection, and the moral sentiment than the works of nature. Where can we meet such variety, such beauty, such magnificence?
James Thomson