| 1821 - 690 стор.
...the blue abyss : Tbey own Thy power, accomplish Thy commit u<l, AH g«y with life, all eloquent wilh bliss. What shall we call them ? Piles of crystal...— Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams? Bat Thou to these art as the noon to ni jht. • • • • • The chain of being is complete in... | |
| 1823 - 626 стор.
...million torches, lighted by thy hand, ^Vander unwearied through the blue abyss : <.'hr\ own thy pow'r, accomplish thy command; All gay with life, all eloquent...What shall we call them ? Piles of crystal light— A gloriens company of golden stream*— 5, -nulls of celestial other burning bright— Suns lighting... | |
| John Bowring - 1821 - 290 стор.
...this simile can hardly be imagined by those vtho have never witnessed the sun shining, with unclouded A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander unwearied...beams? But Thou to these art as the noon to night. Yes ! as a drop of water in the sea, All this magnificence in Thee is lost : — What are ten thousand... | |
| 1821 - 612 стор.
...rays Shine round the silver snow, the pageantry Of heaven's bright army glitters in Thy praise. • A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander unwearied...beams? But Thou to these art as the noon to night. • Уев ! as a drop of water in the sea, All this magnificence in Thee is lost : — What are ten... | |
| 1822 - 694 стор.
...of icy atoms in motion, whose glancing light and beautiful rainbow-hues dazzle and weary the eye. " A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander unwearied...beams ? But Thou to these art as the noon to night. " Yes ! as a drop of water in the sea, A}1 this magnificence in thee is lost : What are ten thousand... | |
| 1821 - 614 стор.
...sunny rays Shine round the silver snow, the pageantry Of heaven's bright army glitters in Thy praise. * A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander unwearied...beams ? But Thou to these art as the noon to night. Ye« ! as a drop of water in the sea, All this magnificence in Thee is lost : — What are ten thousand... | |
| 1821 - 282 стор.
...this simile can hardly be imagined by those who have never witnessed the sun shining, with unclouded A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander unwearied...beams? But Thou to these art as the noon to night. Yes ! as a drop of water in the sea, All this magnificence in Thee is lost : — What are ten thousand... | |
| 1821 - 284 стор.
...sunny rays Shine round the silver snow, the pageantry Of heaven's bright army glitters in Thy praise1. A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander unwearied...beams? But Thou to these art as the noon to night. Yes ! as a drop of water in the sea, All this magnificence in Thee is lost : — What are ten thousand... | |
| 1821 - 786 стор.
...guide; * "The force of this simile can hardly A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander uuwcaricd through the blue abyss : They own Thy power, accomplish...beams ? But Thou to these art as the noon to night. Yes ! as a drop of water in the sea, All this magnificence in Thee is lost : What are ten thousand... | |
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