Blackened core
streak their wings with oil
Unfolding by degrees,
Or taste the sweet smell of dairy;

A chronology to elucidate and illustrate the life and times of Thomson:

Born, wrote some mediocre poetry for money; stopped writing, started reprinting, died.

Puzzling liberty. His patriotism was for Britain.
The deep-fermenting tempest brewing in the red evening sky
sullen deeps of the river