 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.  The english anthology. - Page 2531793Full view - About this book
 | Charles Churchill, Thomas Parnell, Thomas Tickell - 1880 - 724 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 Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1880 - 636 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... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1881 - 626 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 poets - English poetry - 1889 - 596 pages
...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 half- weaned his heart from God— Child of his age — for him he lived in pain, And measured back his steps... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - American poetry - 1881 - 1138 pages
...views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill, tc glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. "Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1881 - 632 pages
...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 half-wean'd his heart from God; Child of his age, for him he liv'd in pain, And measur'd back his steps... | |
 | Epes Sargent - American poetry - 1881 - 1000 pages
...tiro upon its head : In the kind warmth the metal luarns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver th mantling cresses half-weaned his heart from God : Child of his age, for him he lived in pain, And measured back his... | |
 | Epes Sargent - American poetry - 1882 - 1002 pages
...compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead With heaping coals of lire loose from dross, the silver runs below. "Long had our pious friend in virtue trod; But now the child... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1883 - 596 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 beliw. -©' 88 PARNELL. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod,... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1883 - 562 pages
...fire upon his 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 half-weaned his heart from God ; Child of his age, for him he lived in pain, And measured back his... | |
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