 | 1817 - 314 páginas
...love. 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 the swelling... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 páginas
...love. 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 the swelling... | |
 | James Thomson, Dr. Johnson - 1818 - 316 páginas
...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 the swelling... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1819 - 258 páginas
...teeming clouds the sudden shower •with violence descends. '" 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 ; And oft, at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks... | |
 | 1819 - 188 páginas
...round; the forest smiles; And every sense, and every heai t is joy. Then comes Thj glory in the Sumrrer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then Thy sun .Shoots full perfection through theswelling year. And oft Thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks; And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 páginas
...love. Wide Hush the fields — the softening air is balmEcho the mountains round — the forests smile; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes...Shoots full. perfection through the swelling year ; And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks : And oft, at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 páginas
...love. Wide flush the fields^the softening air is balmEcho the mountains round — the forest smiles, And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes...Shoots full perfection through the swelling year. And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder sj.eaks; And oft at dawn, deep noon or falling eve. By brooks... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 434 páginas
...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...With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun . Shoots lull perfection through the swelling year. ' And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks; And oft... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 páginas
...Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; pose. Forthwith (belu)ld the excellence, the power. Which God hath in Summer-months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy Sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling... | |
 | 1821 - 270 páginas
...the soft'ning 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,...heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection thro' the swelling year. And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks; And oft at dawn, deep noon,... | |
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Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love... 
