 When from the censer clouds of fragrance roll, And swelling organs lift the rising soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight: In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, While altars blaze,...  The muse in a moral humour: being a collection of tales, fables, pastorals ... - Pàgina 129per Muse - 1757Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 334 pàgines
...lift the rising soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight : In seas of flame my plunging soul...While altars blaze, and angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief I lie, Kind virtuous drops just gathering in my eye, While praying,... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 328 pàgines
...soul, One thonght of thee puts all the pomp to flight. Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sightIn seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, ' While altars blaze, and angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief I lie Kind virtuous drops just gathering in my eye While praying, trembling,... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 296 pàgines
...lift the rising soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temple«, swim before my sight : In seas of flame my plunging soul...While altars blaze, and Angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief I lie, Kind, virtuous drops just gath'ring in my eye, While praying,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 pàgines
...lilt the rising soal. One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight: In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, While altars blaae, and angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief I lie, Kind virtuous drops just... | |
 | Poetical narratives - 1810 - 330 pàgines
...lift the rising soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight : In seas of flame my plunging soul...While altars blaze, and Angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief I lie, Kind, virtuous drops jiist gath'ring in my eye. While praying,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 536 pàgines
...soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight. Priests, tapnrs, temples, swim before my siijhti In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, While altars blaze, and angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief 1 lie, Kind, virtuous drops just gathering in my eye, While, praying,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 546 pàgines
...thee puts all tht pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight : In seas of ttame my plunging soul is drown'd, While altars blaze, and angels tremble round. While prostrate, here in humble grief I li;', . Kind, virtuous drops just gathering in my eye, While, praying,... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1810 - 312 pàgines
...lift the rising soul, one thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight: in seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, 275 while altars blaze, and angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief I lie, kind... | |
 | Abraham Cowley - 1810 - 314 pàgines
...lift the rising soul, one thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight: in seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, 275 while altars blaze, and angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief I lie, kind... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1812 - 220 pàgines
...lift the rising soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flighty Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight : In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, 275 While altars blaze, and angels tremble round. While prostrate here in humble grief 1 lie, Kind... | |
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