 | John Milton - 1841 - 492 pàgines
...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a Drop-serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses...love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery*brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit : nor sometimes... | |
 | John Milton - 1841 - 556 pàgines
...ray, and find no dawn ; 25 So thick a Drop-serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses...hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief 30 Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly... | |
 | Ebenezer Bailey - 1841 - 416 pàgines
...piercing ray. and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs. Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander, where the muses...haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Suiit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 pàgines
...ray, and find no dawn : So thick a drop serene hath quench 'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. 5. Yet not the more, Cease I to wander where the Muses...chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit : nor sometimes forget Those other... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 444 pàgines
...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses...chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 830 pàgines
...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. And wake to all the griefs I lefl behind. For thee...long dead calm of fix'd repose : No pulse that rio That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbting flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 pàgines
...piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. re i Or whether (as some sager sing) The frolic wind,...There on beds of violela blue, And fresh-blown roses That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 92 pàgines
...no dawn; Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Cease I to wander, where the muses haunt Clear spring,...chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Those other two... | |
 | 1844 - 496 pàgines
...upward towards the throne radiant with glory and with Deity. Though he ceased not, in his own words, ' to wander where the muses haunt, Clear spring or shady...or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song,' yet to this his ' Ionian Mount,' he preferred Sion hill ; to Castalia, Hippocrenex and Aganippe, '... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...neither marked as quotations nor printed as poetry. The reader will easily recollect the following : — he remainder of his punishment ; and if resentment still prevails, make it (what it should have been Par. Lai, Book Hi. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the mom,... | |
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Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song... 
