 Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And* every sense and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through...  Bell's Edition - 231. oldalszerző: John Bell - 1787Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Poetical ladder - 1827 - 94 oldal
...Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then conies thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year. And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 oldal
...— the softening air is balm — Echo the mountains round — the forest smiles, And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the...summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year. And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks... | |
 | Christian Cann - 1828 - 570 oldal
...the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round, the forest smiles ; And ev'ry sense, and ev'ry heart is joy Then comes thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year : And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks... | |
 | Thomas Willcocks - 1829 - 334 oldal
...fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the...Summer months With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection tbrough the swelling year : And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks... | |
 | Moral and sacred poetry - 1829 - 326 oldal
...fields; the softening air is halm ; Echo the moontains roond ; the forest smiles; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the Summer months With light and lunt refulgent. Then thy son Shoota full perfeetion through the swelling year: And oft thy voice in... | |
 | 1829 - 298 oldal
...balm, Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles : Jnd every sense and every heart is joy. Then eomes thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year. SPENCER. Hard is the doubt and difficult to deem... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 oldal
...fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes THY glory in the...Summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then THY sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year : And oft THY voice in dreadful thunder speaks... | |
 | 1849 - 1188 oldal
...fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy. Then comes thy glory in the...summer months, With light and heat refulgent Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year." " Thy bounty shines in autumn unconfined, And... | |
 | Joseph Emerson - 1832 - 122 oldal
...fields; the softening air is balm , 5 Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the...summer months, With light and heat, refulgent. Then thy sun 9 Shoots full perfection thro' the swelling year ; And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 oldal
...the fields; the softening air is balm; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes THY glory in the...Summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then THY sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year: And oft THY voice in dreadful thunder speaks:... | |
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