 | Alexander Melville Bell - Elocution - 1887 - 276 pages
...boundless — in magnificence — and — might! Oh, — what a confluence — of ethereal — fire, From urns — unnumber'd — down the steep — of...— it humbles, — and — exalts; Lays it— in dust, — and — calls it — to the skies. 39. 7th STAGE. Unite next in the same group or " oratorical... | |
 | Quotations, English - 1895 - 768 pages
...into the Deity ! How boundless in magnificence and might ! O, what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight. The sky Young, NT ix. 748 Spreads like an ocean hung on high, Bespangled with those isles of light... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - Quotations, English - 1896 - 794 pages
...of the skies, What are you when the sun shall rise ? WOTTON. O what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heaven, Streams...my sight! Nor tarries there; I feel it at my heart. YOUNG: Night Thoughts. STATUE. So stands the statue that enchants the world. THOMSON: Summer. Theron,... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - Quotations, English - 1911 - 784 pages
...the Deity ; How boundless in magnificence and might ! 0, what a confluence of ethereal llres, .'Prom urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight ! The sky Spreads like an ocean hung on high, Bespangled with tho*e isles of light So wildly, spiritually... | |
 | Methodist Church - 1851 - 702 pages
...look upward, we are led to exclaim, — " 0 what a confluence of ethereal fires, From nrns unnumbcr'd down the steep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight! What involution ! what extent ! what swarms Of worlds that laugh at earth ! immensely great ! Immensely... | |
 | Sabbath harp - 1830 - 484 pages
...and might ! O what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heav'n, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight ! Nor...heart, at once, it humbles and exalts ; Lays it in dust, and calls it to the skies. Who sees it unexalted, or unaw'd ? Who sees it, and can stop at what... | |
 | 1839 - 500 pages
...boundless in magnificence and might ! O what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urna unnumber'd, down th* steep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight ! Nor tarries there ; I feel it in my heart. My heart, at once, it humbles and exalts ; Lays it in dust, and calls it to the skies."... | |
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One sun by day, by night ten thousand shine ; And light us deep into the DEITY. How boundless in magnificence and might ! O what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight... 
