...vain To find thy 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...haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill. — Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or...

...in vain To find thy 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...love of sacred song; but chief Thee Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes...

...in vain To find thy piercing ray, and rind no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I...love of sacred song; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes...

...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, Srnit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash...

...vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn j So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I...Smit with the love of sacred song— but chief Thee, Zion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hollow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit-^nor...

...Thee, Sion, and the flowery hrooks heneath, That wnsh thy hallow'd feet, and warhling flo«r,. Slightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two equall'd with me in fate, So were I equah'd with them in renown !) 31ind Thamyris, and hlind Mxonides, Vnd Tiresias, and I'hineas, prophets...

...piercing ray, and find no dann ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses...love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit : nor sometimes...

...neither marked as quotations nor printed as poetry. The reader will easily recollect the following : Par. Lost, Book ¡ii. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn,...

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...Yet not the more Cease 1 to wandw^wjigre the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunnyhill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, 30 That wash'd thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, TJiirlitly \ visit : nor sometimes forget Those...