 O'er mountains yet untrod, Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God. Methinks thy jubilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang On earth delivered from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall the Muse's...  The Eclectic Review - Pàgina 1211825Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 250 pàgines
...anthem rang On earth (telivered from the deep, And the first poet sang. '.• '.' K ' • ' ' ' • ever' shall the Muse's eye Unraptured greet thy beam...The lark thy welcome sings, When glittering in the freshened fields The snowy mushroom springs. How glorious is thy girdle cast O'er mountain, tower,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1830 - 248 pàgines
...held aloft her child 'To bless the bow of God. , - f Methinks, thy jubilee to keep, The first made anthem rang On earth delivered from the deep, And the first poet sang. 1 Nor ever shall the Muse's eye Unraptured greet thy beam : .• Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still... | |
 | 1821 - 370 pàgines
...watch thy sacred sign. Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God. Methinks, thy juhilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang, On earth delivered...prophecy, Be still the poet's theme. The earth to thee its incense yields, The lark thy welcome sings, When glittering in the freshen'd fields The snowy mushroom... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God. Methinks, thy jubilee to keep, The tirst-made anthem rang, On earth delivered from the deep, And...thy beam : Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the prophet's theme! The earth to thee her incense yields, The lark thy welcome sings, When glittering... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 pàgines
...bless the bow of God. Methinks thy jubilee to keep, The first made anthem rang, On earth deliver'd from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall...Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the poet's theme. When glittering in the freshen'd fields The snowy mushroom springs. The earth to thee its incense yields,... | |
 | 1833 - 310 pàgines
...On earth deliver'd from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall the Muse's eye Unraptur'd greet thy beam ; Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the poet's theme. The earth to tlice its incense yields, The lark thy welcome sings, When glittering in the frcshcn'd fields The snowy... | |
 | 1833 - 814 pàgines
...bless the bow of God. Methinks, thy jubilee to keep. The first-made anthem rang, On earth deliver'd from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall the Muse's eye Unraptur'd greet thy beam ; Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the poet's theme. The earth to thee... | |
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 pàgines
...bless the bow of God. Methinks, thy jubilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang On earth, deliver'd from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall the Muse's eye Unraptur'd greet thy beam ; Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the poet's theme ! The earth to thee... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1835 - 258 pàgines
...mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God. Methinks, thy jubilee to keep, The first made anthem rang On earth delivered from the deep, And...The lark thy welcome sings, When glittering in the freshened fields The snowy mushroom springs. How glorious is thy girdle cast O'er mountain, tower,... | |
 | Andrew Thomson - 1835 - 302 pàgines
...To blow the bow of God. Methinks thy jubilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang On earth deliver'd from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall the Muse's eye, Unraptur'd, greet thy beam : Theme of primeval prophecy, Be still the poet's theme ! The earth to thee... | |
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