 But wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not Thee, marks not the mighty hand, That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres ; Works in the secret deep ; shoots, steaming, thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring...  The Seasons: By James Thomson; with His Life, an Index, and Glossary ... - Page 214by James Thomson - 1793 - 225 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Ernest Bernbaum - English poetry - 1918 - 412 pages
...with such kind art, Such beauty and beneficence combined: Shade, unperceived, so softening into shade; And all so forming an harmonious whole; That, as they...unconscious gaze, Man marks not Thee, marks not the mighty hand's That, ever- busy, wheels the silent spheres; " Works in the secret deep ; shoots, steaming,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1925 - 424 pages
...such kind art, Such beauty and beneficence combined ; Shad^ nnperceived, so softening into shade ; And all so forming an harmonious whole, That, as they still succeed, they ravish still, lint wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not thee, marks not the mighty hand, That,... | |
 | Kathleen Winifred Campbell - Poetry - 1926 - 220 pages
...such kind Art, Such Beauty and Beneficence combin'd ; Shade, unperceiv'd, so softening into Shade ; And all so forming an harmonious Whole, That, as they...mighty Hand, That, ever-busy, wheels the silent Spheres ; Works in the secret Deep ; shoots, steaming, Thence The fair Profusion that o'erspreads the Spring... | |
 | Kathleen Winifred Campbell - English poetry - 1926 - 224 pages
...kind Art, iuch Beauty and Beneficence combin'd ; >hade, unperceiv'd, so softening into Shade ; ^.nd all so forming an harmonious Whole, That, as they still succeed, they ravish still. Lut wandering oft, with brute unconscious Gaze, Man marks not Thee, marks not the mighty Hand, Hiat,... | |
 | James Thomson - Fine books - 1927 - 232 pages
...wander'd thro* your rough Domain; Trod the pure Virgin-Snows, myself as pure . . ." A HYMN page 194 "Man marks not THEE, marks not the mighty Hand, That, ever-busy, wheels the silent Spheres; Works in the secret Deep; shoots, steaming, Thence The fair Profusion that o'erspreads the Spring:... | |
 | English poetry - 1932 - 1210 pages
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