 | Alexander Reid - 1843 - 122 페이지
...till nature herself shall change. No tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron. With thee to smile upon him...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. 6. Calm is the noon of day. Over the green hill flies the inconstant sun. Red, through the stony vale,... | |
 | Samuel Maunder - 1844 - 544 페이지
...till Nature herself shall change: no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron; with thee to smile upon him...as my companion; and shower down thy mitres, if it seems good to thy Divine Providence, upon those heads which are aching for them. Pursuing these ideas,... | |
 | Joe Cowell - 1844 - 112 페이지
...till Nature herself shall change. No tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chyinic power turn thy sceptre into iron : with thee to smile upon him...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled." — STERNE. OP all the members of the York company at that time, none ever arrived at any eminence... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 페이지
...down upon the last step but one in my ascent, grant me hut health, thou great bestower of it, and gire - . dirine providence, upon those heads which are aching for them. The bird in his cage pursued me into... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 페이지
...mantle, or chemic power turn thy sceptre into iron ; with thee to »mile upon him ae he eats his .ni.-t, every comfort men at sea can know, Was hers to buy, to make, and to bestow ; For he to Gr cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my accent, grant me but health, thou great bestower... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 페이지
...till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron With thee to smile upon him...as my companion; and shower down thy mitres, if it seems good unto thy divine providence, upon those heads which are aching for them. Pursuing these ideas,... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1845 - 348 페이지
...till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee to smile upon...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. 12. Gracious Heaven ! Grant me but health, thou great Bestower of it, and give me but this fair goddess... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 페이지
...Nature her' self j shall cha'nge no tint of words can spo't thy snowy ma'ntle, nor chymic power turn thy sce'ptre into i'ron with thee to smi'le upon him...ha'ppier than his monarch, from whose co'urt/* thou art exired Gracious H'eaven ! grant me but health (thou great Best'owerof-it), and give me but this fair... | |
 | Bits - 1847 - 88 페이지
...till nature herself shall change; no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chemic power turn thy sceptre into iron ; with thee to smile upon him...from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven ! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent, grant me but health, thou great bestower... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 페이지
...so, till Nature herself shall change No tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chemic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him...as my companion ; and shower down thy mitres, if it seems good unto thy divine providence, upon those heads which are aching for them. Pursuing these ideas,... | |
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Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle or... 
