 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
 | 1831 - 420 str.
...the coin harder, that it may wear the better. THE NATURALIST. VOL. I. MARCH, 1831. No. HI. BOTANY. ' Soft roll your incense herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to HIM whose sun exalU, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints/ BOTANY is the science which treats of the... | |
 | Sharon Turner - 1832 - 456 str.
...low natural to add — " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and Truite, and flowers ! In mingled cloud to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." Thomson's Hymn. •Malpighi's important researches and reasoning, addressed to our Royal Society, from... | |
 | Edward Dowden - 1878 - 542 str.
...devout, the Author of nature is discovered engaged in the elegant art of manufacturing flowers : " Soft roll your incense, herbs and fruits and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." We are taught to " look through nature up to nature's God." Nor is the divine presence, which is out... | |
 | Charles John Ellicott (bp. of Gloucester) - 1879 - 306 str.
...thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roaring fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." — Thomson, Hymn to Seasons. The Apostle who pictured all creation as waiting in eager expectation... | |
 | New reader - 1879 - 392 str.
...thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or u bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense — herbs, and fruits, and...exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints.13 Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart,... | |
 | Churchman - 1879 - 322 str.
...your incense, herbs, and fruit and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him; Whose sun exalts, Whose oreath perfumes you, and Whose pencil paints. Ye forests...; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. JAMES THOMSON. Some in the van Thou call'st to do, And the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 str.
...Sound his stupendous praise, — whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender...leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious... | |
 | Blackie and son, ltd - 1880 - 338 str.
...thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roaring fall. So 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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1880 - 548 str.
...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...; 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... | |
 | Joseph Angus - 1880 - 726 str.
...thyself, Sound His stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roaring fall. So roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. . Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
| |
