THERE are no colours in the fairest sky So fair as these. The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing. With moistened eye We read of faith and purest charity In Statesman, Priest, and humble... The Quarterly Review - Página 212de William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, Sir John Murray IV, William Macpherson, Sir William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero Baron Ernle, George Walter Prothero - 1823Vista completa
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C. A. Patrides - 1983 - 390 páginas
...sleeps; Herbert delights to set anthems to his lute; and Wotton bequeaths his viol to a friend. (11) 0 could we copy their mild virtues, then What joy to...names shine still and bright; Apart - like glow-worms on a summer night: Or lonely tapers, when from far they fling A guiding-ray; pr seem, like stars on...