| 1780 - 226 oldal
...vale; and thou, majeftic Main! A fecret world of wonders in thyfelf, Sound His ftupendous praife, whofe greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incenfe, Herbs, andFruits, and Flowers, In mingled clouds, to Him, whofe fun exalts, Whofe breath perfumes... | |
| William Scott - 1789 - 416 oldal
...and thou, majeftic main, A fccret world of wonders in thyfelf ; Sound his ftupendous praife, whofe greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incenfe, herbs, and fruits, and flSwers, In mingled clouds to him, whofe fun exalts, Whofe breath perfumes... | |
| James Thomson - 1793 - 300 oldal
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| James Thomson - 1793 - 300 oldal
...trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound; 50 Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the...of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise; whofe greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. 55 SOFT-ROLL yourincense, herbs,andfruits,... | |
| John Searson - 1799 - 96 oldal
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| James Thomson - 1800 - 302 oldal
...from whom you rage.. His praise , ye brooks , attune , ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents , rapid , and profound $ Ye softer floods , that lead the humid mazt Along the vale ; and thou , majestic maiti , A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous... | |
| 1800 - 322 oldal
...say for whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the human maze Along the vale; and thon, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, .'.•*'... | |
| James Thomson - 1802 - 320 oldal
...say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound;...roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruitSj and flow'rs, In mingled clouds to him; whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose... | |
| James Thomson - 1803 - 186 oldal
...from whom you rage.— His praise, ye hrooks, attune, ye tremhling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound...Sound His stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or hids you roar, or hids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herhs, and fruits, and flowers,... | |
| James Thomson - 1803 - 204 oldal
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