The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord! Be bounteous still To give us only good; and, if the night... The Paradise Lost - Page 199by John Milton - 1850 - 542 pagesFull view - About this book
| George Rhett Cathcart - American literature - 1892 - 572 pages
...ye flow Melodious murmurs, warbling, tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your...praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley,... | |
| John Milton - English Literature - 1892 - 654 pages
...notes his praise. Witness if / be silent, morn or even, The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made...his praise. Hail, universal Lord! Be bounteous still To give us only good; and, if the night Have gathered aught of evil, or concealed, Disperse it, as... | |
| Christian Brothers - Readers - 1893 - 460 pages
...ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling, tune His praise ! Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your...praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth and stately tread or lowly creep, Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley,... | |
| John Milton - 1894 - 360 pages
...ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living Souls ; ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your...tread, or lowly creep, Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail,... | |
| Charles Dudley Warner - Literature - 1896 - 498 pages
...as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls. Ye birds, That, singing, up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your...praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, — Witness if / be silent, morn or even, To hill or... | |
| Charles Mackay - English poetry - 1896 - 680 pages
...Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, That singing np to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your...praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; \\itness if I be silent, mom or even, To hill, or valley,... | |
| Mrs. Mary Harriet Bright Curry - English literature - 1897 - 412 pages
...ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune His praise. Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your...praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley,... | |
| Charles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne - Anthologies - 1897 - 656 pages
...as ye flow. Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls. Ye birds, That, singing, up to heaven-gate ascend. Bear on your...praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, — Witness if / be silent, morn or even, To hill or... | |
| Charles Mackay - 1897 - 666 pages
...ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your...praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent, mom or even, To hill, or. valley,... | |
| John Piersol McCaskey - American literature - 1897 - 592 pages
...warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls; ye birds That singing, up to heaven's gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise; Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley,... | |
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