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...justly entitled.* Give every author the honour due unto him, and sing with our Epic Bard : i ... i « Yet not the more Cease I to wander, where the Muses...hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly...

...that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench 'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more...Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with love of sacred song — but chief KT^ce, Zion, and the flowery brooks beneath. That wash thy hallow'd...

...attractives in the volume of inspiration, than in the most celebrated authors of Greece and Rome. — — " Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt, Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny bill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery banks beneath, That...

...thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease 1 to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady...hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, 30 That wash'd thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly...

...ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander, where the Muses...hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly...

...not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn;" So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd....haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill. — Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or...

...not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs Or dim suffusion veil'd....hill, Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief Thee Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I...

...not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and rind no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd....hill, Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly...