 | Alexander Chalmers - English essays - 1802 - 600 pages
...the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, I 2 How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloam, extracting liquid s°*eeu' Such whispering... | |
 | 1803 - 422 pages
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 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 500 pages
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 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 498 pages
...field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron giove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How...colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet. Such whispering wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake : O... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 578 pages
...the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colors, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet. Such whispering wak'd her, but with... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English Language - 1805 - 954 pages
...Add'uon. To BLOW. ti. n. [blopan, Saxon.] To bloom ; to blossom. We lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed. Milton. This royal fair Shall, when the blossom of her beauty 's blmun, See her great brother on die... | |
 | Robert Bloomfield - Country life - 1806 - 198 pages
...are at " the same time alive to all the minutiae of the " animal and vegetable creation ; who mark ' How Nature paints her colours, how the Bee ' Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet,' *' will derive from the study of this Poem a gralt" fication the most permanent and pure V... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 514 pages
...delight, Awake : the morning shines, and the fresh field 20 Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spnng Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colors, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet. ?5 Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with... | |
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Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom... 
