 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 páginas
...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, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paintt . Ye forests bead, ye harvests wave to him — Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart.... | |
 | 1821 - 282 páginas
...bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flow'rs. In mingled clouds to him ; whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bond, ye harvests, wave to him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's ear, As home... | |
 | 1842 - 622 páginas
...ROGERSON, of the Royal Observatory, Greenwich. " SOFT roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to HIM whose sun exalts, Whose breath 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... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 páginas
...chorus of praise to the general Creator : — Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers! In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. The same poet, in allusion to the beautiful hues and fragrant odours of the flowers, thus exclaims... | |
 | Rev. W. Hutton - 1822 - 306 páginas
...quotation from the author of The Seasons: " Soft roll your incense herbs, an& fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to HIM, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." CHAP. II. ANIMALS. " Fountain of elegance, unseen thyself, What limit owns thy beauty, when thy works... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 páginas
...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, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to Him; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home... | |
 | Charles Burton - 1823 - 234 páginas
...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, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave, to Him; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home... | |
 | 1824 - 452 páginas
...chorus of praise to the great creator : — " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits and flowers, In mingled clouds to him, whose sun exalts, 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 páginas
...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, 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... | |
 | Thomas Dick - 1826 - 414 páginas
...for man." — Chemical Catechism, chap. 9. " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." THOMSON. What an admirable view is here opened up of the economy of Divine wisdom, and of the beneficent... | |
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Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, • Whose breath perfumes you, -and whose pencil paints. 
