 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 222 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1801 - 208 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course. And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1802 - 308 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell?... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1816 - 260 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell? With conscious... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1816 - 276 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. 'Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell ? With... | |
 | 1817 - 494 pàgines
...bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye no finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar...left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell ? With... | |
 | William Kirby, William Spence - 1818 - 552 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. / 'Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd ! . Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1820 - 160 pàgines
...downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. vl'is noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought. iNow vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1822 - 340 pàgines
...she bends her busy course, .... And many a stream allures her to its source. ' Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! "Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell ? With... | |
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Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. "Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the... 
