 | Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1816 - 452 pages
...thus. Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever-new delight, Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us : we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tciulc ' plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1817 - 306 pages
...thus : Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever-new delight, Awake; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; 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, How nature... | |
 | Henry Home (lord Kames.), Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1817 - 532 pages
...thus: Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever-new delight, Awake; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us : 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, How nature... | |
 | Richard Lobb - Nature study - 1817 - 418 pages
...losing : Awake, My fairest, my espoused, ray lately found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring The tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature... | |
 | Daniel Staniford - Elocution - 1817 - 256 pages
...found, ? Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight, > Awake ; the morning sh,nes, and the fre.ih field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citr.i> grWe, • . • -""* What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, ,. >j£ How nvure pain:... | |
 | 490 pages
...consorU " Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest {blind, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls...• Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, \Vhat drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed. How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits OR... | |
 | British essayists - 1819 - 376 pages
...• ' Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Hear,ns last best gift, my ever new delight! Awake: the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls...how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron groie, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits... | |
 | James Ferguson - English essays - 1819 - 378 pages
...latest found, Hear'us last best gift, my ever new i!fili«ht! Awake: the morning shines, and the ficsh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blowb the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colpuri,... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1820 - 832 pages
...thus. " Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight ! aults Heap'd to the popular sum, will so incense God,...city, his temple, and his holy ark, With all hi- flu- bloom extracting liquid sweet." Such whispering wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom... | |
 | A.P. Beresford, Alexander Dedekind, Andrew Jameson, Auguste de Saint-Hilaire, Benjamin Kidd, Bouffier de Sauvages, Charles Bucke, Edward Latham Ormerod, Esq. Thomas Hale, George Hubbard, Harry Wallis Kew, Herbert S. Shorthouse, I. Hopkins, James Caldwell, James Cavanah Murphy, Lippi, M.M.M., T. Slevan, Thorsley, Travers James Briant, William Carr, William Dunbar, William Hyde Wollaston - Agriculture - 1820 - 474 pages
...from the same vineyard : one of his amusements, before he laboured under a gutta serena, being to mark How Nature paints her colours ; how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet. Howel compared the republic of Lucca (in 1621) to a hive ; while Shakspeare, who left neither the depths... | |
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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... 
