 | 1824 - 452 pages
...seasons, invites the flowery race to join in the general chorus of praise to the great creator : — " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." The attentive observer will perceive, that every plant upon earth appears in its appointed order. The... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 pages
...thyself, Sound His stupendous praise; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers«...Him whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and who»e pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's... | |
 | Thomas Dick - 1826 - 414 pages
...short of Omnipotence could have provided such a paradise for man." — Chemical Catechism, chap. 9. " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." THOMSON. What an admirable view is here opened up of the economy of Divine wisdom, and of the beneficent... | |
 | James Thomson - 1826 - 268 pages
...thyself, Sound his stupendous praise; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...clouds to Him; whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes yon, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave, to Him; Breathe your still song... | |
 | John Aikin - 1826 - 840 pages
...thyself, Sound his stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him ; whose Sun exalte, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to him... | |
 | John Cole - 1827 - 166 pages
...thyselfj Sound His stupendous praise; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave, to Him; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart. Ye that... | |
 | Poetical ladder - 1827 - 94 pages
...thyself! Sound his stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall, Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him ; whose sun exalts, Whosa breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to Him : Breathe... | |
 | Levi Washburn Leonard - 1827 - 398 pages
...we admire, it is impossible not to adore. " Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowera, In mingled clouds, to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints'." QUESTIONS. — 1. What is Botany ? 2. Why is the study of this science not a trifling employment? 3.... | |
 | Thomas Dick - 1828 - 412 pages
...short of Omnipotence could have provided such a paradise for man." — Chemical Catechism, chap. 9. "Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints." THOMSON. What an admirable view is here opened up of the economy of Divine wisdom, and of the beneficent... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 pages
...— Sound his stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roaring cease. Soft roll your incense, herbs and fruits and flowers,...Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave to him — Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, Aa home... | |
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Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. 
