| John Aikin - English poetry - 1838 - 796 pages
...to die, Crush'd by her meager hand, when welcomed from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small hut 838 j Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 1839 - 60 pages
...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...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 - 1839 - 510 pages
...tin my downs ?hc bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. T is niKm, 't is night. That eye so finely wrought. Beyond the search...asks the scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, iis vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul w ith conscious... | |
| Friendship - 1841 - 358 pages
...Alas ! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, Crush'd by her meager 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... | |
| Friendship - 1841 - 360 pages
...from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, Blithe to salute the sunny smile of mom. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many...vainly asks the scenes she left behind ; Its orb so fall, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell * Who bids her soul with... | |
| Hope - 1841 - 200 pages
...morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream allures her to its source. "Pis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond...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!... | |
| American poetry - 1842 - 480 pages
...guard misfortune's sacred grave, Will firm Fidelity exult to brave. THE RETURN OF THE BEE TO THE HIVE. 'Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought,...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... | |
| American poetry - 1862 - 512 pages
...misfortune's sacred grave, Will firm Fidelity exult to brave. THE RETURN OF THE BEE TO THE HIVE. T1S uoon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the...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 - 1843 - 360 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... | |
| Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1843 - 352 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... | |
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