 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
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - English poetry - 1908 - 564 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... | |
 | Walter Cochrane Bronson - English poetry - 1908 - 564 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... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - English poetry - 1908 - 398 pages
...of 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 G,xl (Child of his age) for him he liv'd in pain, And measured back his steps... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1909 - 900 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... | |
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