 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 strani
...that roll in vain To find thy piereing ray, and find no dawn ; So thiek a drop serene hath queneh' J ws. My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires,...eyea, and on thy forehead gaze ; Two hundred to a saered unng ; but ehief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, und... | |
 | David Simpson - 1825 - 398 strani
...justly entitled.* Give every author the honour due unto him, and sing with our Epic Bard : i ... i « Yet not the more Cease I to wander, where the Muses...hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly... | |
 | William Scott - 1825 - 382 strani
...that roll 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...Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with love of sacred song — but chief KT^ce, Zion, and the flowery brooks beneath. That wash thy hallow'd... | |
 | James Hervey - 1825 - 476 strani
...attractives in the volume of inspiration, than in the most celebrated authors of Greece and Rome. — — " Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt, Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny bill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery banks beneath, That... | |
 | John Milton - 1826 - 318 strani
...thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease 1 to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady...hill, 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, Nightly... | |
 | 1827 - 294 strani
...ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander, where the Muses...hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly... | |
 | General reader - 1827 - 246 strani
...not these eyes, that roll 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....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... | |
 | John Barber - 1828 - 310 strani
...not these eyes, that roll 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....hill, Smit with the 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... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 strani
...not these eyes, that roll 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....hill, Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly... | |
 | 1828 - 318 strani
...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... | |
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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... 
