Then preach'd the humble Strawberry. Behold The lowliest and least adorn'd of flowers Lies at thy feet; yet lift my leafy fold, And fruit is there unfound in gaudier bowers. So plain be thou, and meek, And when vain man shall seek, Unveil the blooming... The Rectory of Valehead - Página 189por Robert Wilson Evans - 1831 - 308 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
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...From God's supernal sphere Draw life's unearthly food, catch heaven's undying glow. ' Then preached the humble Strawberry. Behold The lowliest and least...hours. ' Then cried the Lily: Hear my mission next. On me thy Lord bade ponder and be wise ; O wan with toil, with care and doubt perplext, Survey my joyous... | |
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...From God's supernal sphere Draw life's unearthly food, catch heaven's undying glow. ' Then preached the humble Strawberry. Behold The lowliest and least...seek, Unveil the blooming fruit of solitary hours. O wan with toil, with care and doubt perplext, Survey my joyous bloom, my radiant dyesMy hues no vigils... | |
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...his perfume out, cried, List awhile — E'en thus with charity the proud one greet. And, as insulters press, E'en turn thou thus and bless, And yield from...hours. Then cried the Lily : Hear my mission next. On me thy Lord bade ponder and be wise; Oh ! wan with toil, with care and doubt perplext, Survey my... | |
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...insulters press, E'en turn thou thus and bless, And yield from each heart's bruise a redolence more svreet Then from his rocky pulpit I heard cry The Stonecrop....hours. Then- cried the Lily : Hear my mission next. Oil mo thy Lord bade ponder and be wise; Oh! wan with toil, with care and doubt perplext, Survey my... | |
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...From God's supernal sphere Draw life's unearthly food, catch heaven's undying glow. • Then preached the humble Strawberry. Behold The lowliest and least...hours. ' Then cried the Lily: Hear my mission next. On me thy Lord bade ponder and be wise ; O wan with toil, with care and doubt perplext, Surrey my joyous... | |
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