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...from thy cloud : thy fteps are ftately on thy hill. What doft thou behold in the plain ? The ftormy winds are laid. The murmur of the torrent comes from afar. Roaring waves climb the diftant rock. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings ; the hum of their courfe is on the field....

...from thy cloud : thy fteps are ftately on thy hill. What doft thou behold in the plain ,? The ftormy winds are laid. The murmur of the torrent comes from afar. Roaring waves climb the diftant rock. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings ; the hum of their courfe is on the field....

...from thy cloud : thy fteps are ftately on thy hill. What doft thou behold in the plain ? The I ilormy winds are laid. The murmur of the torrent comes from afar. Roaring waves climb tlie diftant rock. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings ; the hum of their courfe is on the...

...from thy cloud : thy fteps are ftately on thy hill. What doft thou behold in the plain ? The ftcrmy winds are laid. The murmur of the torrent comes from afar. Roaring waves climb the diftant rock. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings, and the hum of their courfe is on the...

...Caledonians. STAR of descending night ! fair is thy light in the west ! thou liftest thy unshorn head from thy cloud : thy steps are stately on thy hill....rock. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings ; the hum of their course is on the field. What dost thou behold, fair light? But thou dost smile and...

...Caledonians. STAR of descending night ! fair is thy light in the west ! thou liftest thy unshorn head from thy cloud : thy steps are stately on thy hill....waves climb the distant rock. The flies of evening 3re on their feeble wings ; the hum of their course is on the field. What dost thou behold, fair light?...

...had sloped his westering wheel. 1 Thou liftest thy unshorn head from thy cloud.] Par. Lost, ч. 44<?. hill ». What dost thou behold in the plain ? The...comes from afar. Roaring waves climb the distant rock 4. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings 5 ; the hum of their course is on the field. What...

...Caledonians. STAR of descending night ! fair is thy light in the west! thou liftest thy unshorn head from thy cloud: thy steps are stately on thy hill....rock. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings; the hum of their course is on the field. What dost thou behold, fair light? But thou dost smile and...

...SELMA, oTAR of deseending night! fair is thy light in the west! thou liftest thy unshorn head from Ihy cloud : thy steps are stately on thy hill. What dost...the stormy winds are laid. The murmur of the torrent eomes from afar. Roaring waves elimb the distant rock. The flies of evening are on their feeble wings;...