 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 страници
...bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paintt . Ye forests bead, ye harvests wave to him — Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart.... | |
 | 1821 - 270 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 breath...to him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's ear, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious... | |
 | 1821 - 282 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 breath...perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bond, ye harvests, wave to him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's ear, As home he goes beneath... | |
 | James Thomson - 1822 - 174 страници
...bids you roar or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to HIM ; whose sun exalts, Whose breath...watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, eft'use your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 страници
...your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds, to Him whose sun exalts, Whosebreath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests...reaper's heart As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. The thunder rolls ; he hush'd the prostrate world ! Q While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn.... | |
 | 1842 - 622 страници
...ROGERSON, of the Royal Observatory, Greenwich. " SOFT roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to HIM whose sun exalts, Whose breath...perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend j ye harvests, wave to him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 страници
...chorus of praise to the general Creator : — Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers! In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. The same poet, in allusion to the beautiful hues and fragrant odours of the flowers, thus exclaims... | |
 | Rev. W. Hutton - 1822 - 306 страници
...quotation from the author of The Seasons: " Soft roll your incense herbs, an& fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to HIM, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." CHAP. II. ANIMALS. " Fountain of elegance, unseen thyself, What limit owns thy beauty, when thy works... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 страници
...roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him, whoso sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bevd, ye harvests wave to him : Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath... | |
 | 1824 - 452 страници
...chorus of praise to the great creator : — " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits and flowers, In mingled clouds to him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." The attentive observer will perceive, that every plant upon earth appears in its appointed order. The... | |
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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 your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while... 
