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 | English poetry - 1863 - 362 pages
...views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | English poetry - 1863 - 478 pages
...views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | Words - 1866 - 368 pages
...views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - English poetry - 1866 - 574 pages
...views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now tne child... | |
 | Thomas Parnell - Irish poetry - 1866 - 324 pages
...views the bow]. And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross, the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | Thomas Parnell - 1866 - 358 pages
...views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful souL Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross, the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | Thomas Parnell - Irish poetry - 1866 - 324 pages
...views the bow], And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross, the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | English poetry - English poetry - 1867 - 336 pages
...worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, 220 With heaping coals of fire upon its...; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross, the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | James Lee (M.A.) - 1867 - 492 pages
...that he may have nothing to say against you.— Diogenes. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross the silver runs below. Parnell. 21 Be not overcome of evil, but This is a noble strain... | |
 | 1868 - 452 pages
...both object«, if he treats his enemy with kindness." " So artists melt the sullen ore of lead, By heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And pure from dross the silver runs below." AUGUST 23.— MORNING LESSON. MAKAH, AND THE MURMUREES. —... | |
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