 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - American poetry - 1873 - 782 pages
...course, \ n«l many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon — 'tis night. That eye so fineiy rs. Sorrows I've had severe ones, I will not think of now ; And calmly confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell f Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell?... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - English poetry - 1876 - 828 pages
...the sky. . Hark ! the bee winds her nnall but mellow Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn, [horn, boundless joy inspire Roll on, ye days of raptured...little moons, how short ! amid the grove And pastoral ; lu orb go full, its vision so confined ! Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell * Who bids her... | |
 | Abraham Hayward - 1879 - 478 pages
...expression and truth of description cannot be more happily united, than in the lines on the bee: ' Hark I the bee winds her small but mellow horn, Blithe to...scenes she left behind : Its orb so full, its vision so confined 1 Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? Who bids her soul with conscious triumph swell... | |
 | Abraham Hayward - English essays - 1879 - 476 pages
...morn, O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, And many a stream, allures her to its source. Tia noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the sour of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind : Its orb so full, its vision so confined... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - Parables - 1885 - 728 pages
...rather indulge in the awed admiration of Rogers, than the nil admirari principle of Darwin : — " 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... | |
 | American poetry - 1886 - 552 pages
...busy course, Aud many a stream allures her to its souree. "fis noon, 'tis night. That eye so iiuely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought,...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 - 1891 - 888 pages
...perchance the first to die, I Crushed by her meagre hand when welcomed | from the sky. J Hark ! the hee winds her small but mellow horn, Blithe to salute...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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1831 - 628 pages
...delicately are the metaphysics introduced ! how utterly the learning is lost in the poetry ! — " 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,... | |
 | John Aikin, John Frost - English poetry - 1866 - 786 pages
...her meager hand, when welcomed from the sky. Hark ! the bee winds her small but mellow horn, Blithe o salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she...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... | |
 | Thomas B. Blow - Bee culture - 1905 - 834 pages
...writes : — ' O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course, Who guides the patient pilgrim to her cell ? And many a stream allures her to its source ; 'Tis...scenes she left behind ; Its orb so full, its vision so confined ! Who bids her soul with conscious triumph sw< With conscious truth retrace the mazy ciue... | |
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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,... 
