 | John Milton - 1832 - 328 lehte
...dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench 'd their orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veil'd. 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, so That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit ; nor sometimes... | |
 | Jacques Delille - 1832 - 476 lehte
...vie ; Mais , hélas ! à mes yeux ta lumière est ravie. Or dim suffusion veil'd. 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... | |
 | Joseph Ivimey - 1833 - 316 lehte
...no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1834 - 432 lehte
...dawn : So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, 25 Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander, where the muses haunt Clear spring,..., and the flow'ry brooks beneath, 30 That wash thy hallow 'd feet: and warbling flow, INighlly I visit ; nor sometimes forget Those other two equall'd... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 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...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... | |
 | Leonard Woods, Charles D. Pigeon - 1837 - 684 lehte
...setting forth the mode of his own poetical composition, in despite of his blindness : " Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring,...love of sacred song ! but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowing brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit — Then feed... | |
 | John Milton - 1835 - 350 lehte
...no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1835 - 264 lehte
...appearance, if any ; it is now known to he most commonly an obOr dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring,...grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; hut chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery hrooks heneath, 30 That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warhling... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 lehte
...no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt, Clear spring,...chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1837 - 430 lehte
...no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffuison veil'd. 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... | |
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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... 
