James Thomson (1700–48)

C

Come, gentle Spring, æthereal Mildness, come

Crowned with the sickle and the wheaten sheaf

F

From brightening fields of ether fair-disclosed

H

Hail, mildly pleasing solitude

S

See, Winter comes to rule the varied year

T

These, as they change, Almighty Father!

W

When Britain first, at Heaven’s command