 Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and...  The Seasons - Strana 327autor/autoři: James Thomson - 1856 - 335 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Samuel Parkes - 1814 - 584 str.
...our comprehension. Nothing short of Omnipotence could have provided such a paradise for man. •*' Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, Whoie breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints.'* only these in order to form even the most exquisite... | |
 | Rodolphus Dickinson - 1815 - 214 str.
...thyself, Sound his stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, 01 bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs and fruits and flowers,...exalts, whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paintsYe forests bend, ye harvests wave, to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1816 - 256 str.
...thyself, Sound his stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave, to Him ; lireathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that... | |
 | 1816 - 566 str.
...Seasons,' invites the flowery race to join in the general chorus of praise to the great Creator: " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." And shall man, the priest of the creation, refuse to offer up th« sacrifice? 2. When walking in a... | |
 | 1816 - 420 str.
...Seasons,' invites the flowery race to join in the general chorus of praise to the great Creator :— Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints '. The examination of flowers by the microscope opens a new field of wonders to the inquiring naturalist.... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 str.
...thyself; Sound His stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, Herbs, and Fruits, and Flowers,...; 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... | |
 | William Scott - 1817 - 416 str.
...bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flower*, In mingled clouds to him, whose sun exalts, Whose...— 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 Unconcious lies,... | |
 | Richard Lobb - 1817 - 430 str.
...Philosopher. NO. xxV, vites the flowery race to join in the general chorus of praise to the great Creator : Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. I shall wave, at present, a scientific inquiry into the structure, parts, and properties of flowers,... | |
 | George Graves - 1817 - 380 str.
...of the water in the concavity of a watch glass, and then place it under the magnifier. T 3 BOTANY. "Soft roll, your incense Herbs and Fruits and Flowers, In mingled clouds, to Him whose power exalts ; Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." II. F we derive as already stated,... | |
 | 1817 - 314 str.
...incense, herbs, andfruits,and flowers, Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. In mingled c'outfs to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home... | |
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