 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1816 - 276 pages
...unfolds its many-coloured chart. The clock still points its moral to the heart. That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear! When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near : And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feathered feet of Time? That massive... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1816 - 260 pages
...unfolds its many-coloured chart. . ^The clock still points its moral to the heart.^ That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear! •.•-.-. « . When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near : X?*, And has its sober hand, its simple chime, * <Forgot to trace the feathered feetof Time? f;l... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - Memory - 1820 - 160 pages
...unfolds its many-coloured chart, 4 The clock still points its moral to the heart ! That faithful monitor, 'twas heaven to hear ! When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near ; And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace, the feathered feet of time ? That massive... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1822 - 340 pages
...unfolds its many-coloured chart. The clock still points its moral to the heart. That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear, When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near : And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feathered feet of Tune ? That massive... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...unfolds its many-coloured chart ; The clock still points its moral to the heart ; That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear, When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near: And lias its soher hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feathered feet of Time? That massive... | |
 | English poetry - 1828 - 814 pages
...unfolds its many coloured chart, The clock still points its moral to the heart : That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear ! When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near ; And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feathered feet of time ? That massive... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 516 pages
...unfolds its many-color'd chart; The clock still points its moral to the heart; That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear, When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near : And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feallicr'd feet of Time ? That massive... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1834 - 330 pages
...unfolds its many-coloured chart. The clock still points its moral to the heart. That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear, When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near; And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feathered feet of Time ? That massive... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - Fore-edge painting - 1834 - 320 pages
...unfolds its many-coloured chart. The clock still points its moral to the heart. That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear, When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near ; And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feathered feet of Time? That massive... | |
 | Hope - 1836 - 388 pages
...unfolds its many-colour'd chart, The clock still points its moral to the heart. That faithful monitor 'twas heaven to hear, When soft it spoke a promised pleasure near; And has its sober hand, its simple chime, Forgot to trace the feather'd feet of Time 1 That massive... | |
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