 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
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 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,...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... | |
 | 1842 - 622 str.
...VEGETABLE NATURE, FOR AUGUST, 1845. BY MR. WILLIAM ROGERSON, of the Royal Observatory, Greenwich. " SOFT roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...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... | |
 | Rev. W. Hutton - 1822 - 306 str.
...than with the following quotation from the author of The Seasons: " Soft roll your incense herbs, an& fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to HIM, whose...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." CHAP. II. ANIMALS. " Fountain of elegance, unseen thyself, What limit owns thy beauty, when thy works... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 str.
...manifest, even to our limited apprehensions ; and, while we admire, it is impossible not to adore. — Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds, to Him, whose sun exalts, • ^Yhose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints! To the contemplative mind, the vegetable kingdom... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 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, In mingled clouds, to Him whose sun exalts, Whosebreath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave to Him ! Breathe... | |
 | Charles Burton - 1823 - 234 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,...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... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 str.
...— 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, In mingled clouds to him, whoso sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bevd, ye harvests... | |
 | 1824 - 452 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 attentive observer will perceive, that every plant upon earth appears in its appointed order. The... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 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«...Him whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and who»e pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's... | |
 | William Scott - 1825 - 382 str.
...— 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,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints Yfc forests bend, ye harvests wave to him : Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home... | |
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