 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1824 - 408 σελίδες
...lap ; Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night: Sweet Phosphor, bring the day : How sad delay Afflicts...dull hopes! sweet Phosphor, bring the day. Alas ! my light-in-vain expecting eyes Can find no objects, but what rise From this poor mortal blaze, a dying... | |
 | 1824 - 408 σελίδες
...How sad delay Afflicts dull hopes 1 sweet Phosphor, bring the day. Alas! my light-in-vain expecting eyes Can find no objects, but what rise From this...spark Of Vulcan's forge, whose flames are dark, A dangerous, dull, blue-burning light, As melancholy as the night : Here's all the suns that glitter... | |
 | 1824 - 408 σελίδες
...lap ; Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night: Sweet Phosphor, bring the day : How sad delay Afflicts...dull hopes! sweet Phosphor, bring the day. Alas ! my light-in-vain expecting eyes Can find no objects, but what rise • From this poor mortal blaze, a... | |
 | 1846 - 302 σελίδες
...lap, Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night : Sweet Phosphor, bring the day ! How sad delay Afflicts...spark Of Vulcan's forge, whose flames are dark, A dangerous, dull, blue-burning light, As melancholy as the night : Here 's all the suns that glitter... | |
 | 1846 - 308 σελίδες
...lap , Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night : Sweet Phosphor, bring the day ! How sad delay Afflicts dull hopes ! Sweet Phosnhor, bring the day ! Alas ! my light-in-vain-expecting eyes Can find no objects, but what rise... | |
 | Samuel Osgood - 1855 - 300 σελίδες
...kindle into the Phosphor, whose dawning he implores : — Let those have night, that love the night : Sweet Phosphor, bring the day : How sad delay Afflicts dull hopes ! sweet Phosphor, bring the day ! The first and most familiar application of this principle to human life may be made to our remembrance... | |
 | Francis Quarles - 1859 - 298 σελίδες
...find no objects, but what rife From this poor mortal blaze, a dying fpark Of Vulcan's forge, whofe flames are dark, A dang'rous, dull blue-burning light, As melancholy as the night : Here's all the funs that glifter in the fphere Of earth : Ah me ! what comfort's here ! Sweet Phofphor, bring the... | |
 | Francis Quarles - 1861 - 346 σελίδες
...lap ; Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night : Sweet Phosphor, bring the day ; How sad delay Afflicts...dull hopes ! sweet Phosphor, bring the day. Alas ! my light in vain expecting eyes Can find no objects, but what rise From this poor mortal blaze, a dying... | |
 | Francis Quarles - 1866 - 472 σελίδες
...; Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night • Sweet Phosphor, bring the day ; How sad delay Afflicts...dull hopes ! sweet Phosphor, bring the day. Alas ! my light in vain expecting eyes Can find no objects, but what rise From this poor mortal blaze, a dying... | |
 | George MacDonald - 1868 - 356 σελίδες
...173 Let those whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light — Let those have night that love the night : Sweet Phosphor, bring the day. How sad delay Afflicts...spark Of Vulcan's forge, whose flames are dark, — A dangerous, dull, blue-burning light, As melancholy as the night : Here's all the suns that glister... | |
| |
Let those have night, that love to have a nap, And loll in ignorance's lap ; Let those, whose eyes, like owls, abhor the light, Let those have night, that love the night : Sweet Sweet Phosphor, bring the day ; How sad delay Afflicts dull hopes ! Sweet... 
