 | Beautiful poetry - 1858 - 350 lehte
...no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suflusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt, Clear spring,...love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit : nor sometimes... | |
 | 1909 - 502 lehte
...dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs,. Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring,...love of sacred song; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes... | |
 | William Kerrigan - 1983 - 372 lehte
...find no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quencht thir Orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear Spring,...but chief Thee Sion and the flow'ry Brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two... | |
 | Paul H. Fry - 1995 - 276 lehte
...Chapman's Homer: So thick a drop serene hath quencht thir Orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear Spring,...but chief Thee Sion and the flowr'y brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometime forget Those other two... | |
 | Paul Hammond - 2002 - 484 lehte
...no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs,* Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring,...the love of sacred song; but chief Thee Sion and the flowery brooks beneath 30 That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes... | |
 | John Milton - 2003 - 1084 lehte
...no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quencht thir Orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear Spring,...Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two equall'd with me in Fate, So were I equall'd with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Mteonides,... | |
 | John Milton, Merritt Yerkes Hughes - 2003 - 388 lehte
...find no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quencht thir Orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear Spring,...but chief Thee Sion and the flow'ry Brooks beneath That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two... | |
 | John Milton - 2003 - 1012 lehte
...no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs. Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more0 Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring,...the love of sacred song; but chief Thee Sion and the flowery brooks beneath0 30 That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes... | |
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Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song... 
