 | James Thomson - 1793 - 300 страници
...paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to HIM ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, 60 As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep...angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. 65 Great source of day! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world,... | |
 | 1800 - 322 страници
...torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the human maze Along the vale; and thon, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself,...thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round: On nature write with every beam his praise. The thunder rolls; be hush'd the... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - 302 страници
...mingled clouds to him ; whose sun exalts , Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints, Ye forest bend, ye harvests wave, to him; Breathe your still...strike , Amid the spangled sky , the silver lyre. Great sourc« of day ! best linage here below 21 Of thy creator, ever pouring wide From world to world ,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 340 страници
...torrents, rapid, and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself,...thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam His praise. The thunder rolls : be hush'd the... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 344 страници
...torrents, rapid, and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself,...thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam His praise. The thunder rolls: be hush'd the... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 320 страници
...song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heav'n, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest...thy creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write with ev'ry beam his praise. The thunder rolls : be hush'd the... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 страници
...Forests ! bend ; ye Harvests '• wave to Him : Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, 60 As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep...angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre, 6S The thunder rolls : be hush'd the prostrate World, 70 While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn.... | |
 | 1806 - 330 страници
...bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flow'rs, In mingled clouds to him, whose sun exalts, Whose...Creator, ever pouring wide, •From world to world, the vital ocean round: On nature write with every beam his praise. The thunder rolls: be hush'd the... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 страници
...sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints, Ye Forests, bend; ye Harvests, waye to Him; Breathe your still song into the reaper's...thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise. The thunder rolls: be hush'd the... | |
 | James Thomson - 1806 - 242 страници
...paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to Him; Breathe your still song into the reapers heart, 60 As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep...angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. 65 Great source of day! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world,... | |
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Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse... 
