| Sir James Prior - 1824 - 618 pages
...than once just before his death : " His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops ye pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave." He repeated them a second time with increased solemnity, and had scarcely finished the... | |
| John Lauris Blake - History - 1824 - 396 pages
...falling, still advance his praise. 3. His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops, ye pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.... | |
| John Milton - 1824 - 646 pages
...or falling still advance his praise. His praise ye Winds, that from four quarters blow Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains and ye, that warble, as ye flow, 195 There's not the smallest orb that tin... | |
| William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1825 - 600 pages
...falling, still advanee his praise. His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Hruathe soft M M C|M'N(N'K FaM worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, .Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.... | |
| English letters - 1826 - 438 pages
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| 1827 - 854 pages
...than once just before his death : ' His praise,' ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye pines, With every plant, in sign of worship, wave.' " He repeated them a second time with increased solemn! ty,and had scarcely finished... | |
| William Brittainham Lacey - Elocution - 1828 - 308 pages
...falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye winds, (that from four quarters blow,} Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops, ye pines? (With every plant,) in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow (Melodious murmurs,) warbling, tune his praise.... | |
| Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 pages
...falling, still advance his praise. His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud! and wave your tops, ye pines With every plant, in sign of worship, Wave. Fountains! and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling, tune his praise.... | |
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