 Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight! Awake: the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...  Discourses, Reviews, and Miscellanies - Pagina 14door William Ellery Channing - 1834 - 603 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1726 - 332 pagina’s
...the' Morning (hines, and the frefh Field Calls us, welofe the Prime, to m.trk how fpring Our tended Plants, how blows the Citron Grove, What drops the Myrrh . and what the balmy Rettf, How Nature paints her Colours, how the Bee Hits on the Sham, txtratting liquid Swett. Such -ahifpering... | |
 | James Hervey - 1746 - 234 pagina’s
...Jhines, and the f reft FieU Calls you : Telofe the Prime, to mark how fpring <The tended Plants, bow blows the citron Grove ; What drops the Myrrh, and what the balmy Reedf How Nature faints her Colours-, how the Bee Sits on the Bloom, extracting liquid Sweets. MIL... | |
 | John Milton - 1754 - 342 pagina’s
...foft-touching, whifper'd thus : Awake My faireft, my efpous'd, my latell found, Heav'n's laft beft gift , my ever- new delight! Awake : the morning shines , and the fresh field Calls us ; we lofe the prime , to mark how fpring Our tended plants , how blows the citron grove , What drops the... | |
 | Anselm Bayly - 1789 - 424 pagina’s
...their legions encamp on the bordering deep. Book V. 21.— -to mark how fpring Our tended flowers, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed. That is, to mark how our tended, flowers fpring up, how the citron grove blows, what the myrrh drops,... | |
 | John Milton - 1795 - 316 pagina’s
...soft touching, whisper'd thus. Awake My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last trest gift, my ever new delight, Awake; the morning shines, and the fresh field zo Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove,... | |
 | John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - 610 pagina’s
...Awake, T z My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, 19 Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature... | |
 | John Milton - 1800 - 300 pagina’s
...Awake,. My fairest, my espousYf, my latest found, Heav'n's last he^i gift, my ever ne\v delight, Awake i the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how hlows the citron-grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the halmy reed, How Nature... | |
 | John Milton - 1801 - 396 pagina’s
...Her hand soft touching, whisper'd thus. Awake My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field 3O Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 600 pagina’s
...hand soft touching, whisper'd thus : ' Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight ! Awake : the morning...grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, I 2 How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloam, extracting liquid s°*eeu' Such whispering... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 498 pagina’s
...hand soft touching, whisper'd thus : Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake, the morning...Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron giove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature... | |
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