 | Anne Manning - 1826 - 278 páginas
...talent, which is death to hide, Lodg'd with me useless ; tho' my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account; lest he, returning,...chide.— ' Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ?' I fondly ask; but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies,' God doth not need Either man's... | |
 | John Milton - 1826 - 312 páginas
...Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Heav'n. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th' Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple tyrant; that from these may grow A hundred fold, who having learn'd thy way Early may fly... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 páginas
...talent which is death to hide, Ixulged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning,...chide ; ' Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ';' I fondly ask : but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, ' God doth not need Either man's... | |
 | John Milton - 1827 - 518 páginas
...talent which is death to hide, Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide; " Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ?" I fondly ask: But Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, " God doth not need Either man's... | |
 | John Warner Barber - 1828 - 188 páginas
...Piedmontese that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to hills, and they To heaven, their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th' Italian fields, where still doth sway The tripled tyrant; that from these may grow A hundred fold, who having learned thy way Karlv may fly... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1828 - 1058 páginas
...those who do, and those who suffer his will.] WHEN I consider how my light is spent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He, returning,...chide;— " Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?" I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, " God doth not need Either man's... | |
 | George Croly - 1828 - 430 páginas
...shall be my queen. SONNETS. ON HIS BLINDNESS. When I consider how my light is spent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning,...chide : " Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ? " I fondly ask : but Patience, to prevent Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that... | |
 | John Warner Barber - 1828 - 210 páginas
...Piedmontese that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to hills, and they To heaven, their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th' Italian fields, where still doth sway The tripled tyrant; that from these may grow A hundred fold, who having learned thy way Early may fly... | |
 | Eliza Weaver Bradburn - 1828 - 158 páginas
...that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th' Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple tyrant: That from thee may grow A hundred-fold, who having learn'd thy way, Early may fly... | |
 | Laconics - 1829 - 352 páginas
...talent which is death to hide, Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent, To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide; Doth God exact day-labour, light deny'd, I fondly ask; but patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, God doth not need Either... | |
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To Heaven. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th' Italian fields, where still doth sway ON HIS BLINDNESS. To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide; Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ? 1 fondly... 
