 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1816 - 276 pages
...Crushed by her meagre hand, when welcomed from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, u Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1816 - 260 pages
...by her meagre hand, when welcomed from the sky. | Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, t Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy...scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell?... | |
 | Almanacs, English - 1817 - 494 pages
...bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye no finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1820 - 272 pages
...Alas ! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, Crushed by her meagre hand, when welcomed from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, •...scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - Memory - 1820 - 160 pages
...morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. vl'is noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought. iNow vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1822 - 340 pages
...Alas! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, Crushed by her meagre hand, when welcomed from the sky. Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn," Blithe...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined! "Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Edward Bevan - Bee culture - 1827 - 444 pages
...excursive flights to a distance, and referred to her bending her course homewards again, he observes, " That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined !" And he concludes that it is by the aid of memory that she retraces her passage back to... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...of morn. ui thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. I i> noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought. Beyond...thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; It» orb so full, its vision so confined ! Wbo guides the patient pilgrim to her cell? Who bids her... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 516 pages
...thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. 'T is noon, Ч is night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search...thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; ' It« orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell 1 C~. Who... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 514 pages
...tliymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. 'T is noon, Ч is night. That eye so finely wrought. Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks tho scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides tho patient pilgrim... | |
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Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. 'Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense,... 
