 | 1857 - 830 ページ
...hovering over her, was the following fine sowar, dictated to her brother, one fine Sabbath morning : " How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through...shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim tha hallowed day 1 The halls, from old heroic agca gray, Four their fair children forth ; and hamlets... | |
 | A Montagu Woodford - 1841 - 320 ページ
...DURING HER LAST ILLNESS. How many blessed groups this hour are bending Through England's primrose paths their way Toward spire, and tower, 'midst shadowy...elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day. The Halls, from old heroic ages grey, Pour their fair children forth ; and hamlet low,... | |
 | 1843
...prayer, — " How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow paths, their way Toward spire and tower 'midst shadowy elms...children forth ; and hamlets low, With whose thick orchard-blooms the swift winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream... | |
 | George B. Scott - 1842 - 354 ページ
...many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow paths their way ; Towards spire and tower, "midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day. The halls, from old heroic ages grey, Pour their fair children forth ; and hamlets low,... | |
 | H. D. - 1843 - 438 ページ
...wing of ecstasy upborne, Springs into liberty, and light, and life ! BP. PORT si's. SABBATH SONNET. How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through...children forth ; and hamlets low, With whose thick orchard-blooms the soft winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream... | |
 | 1843 - 488 ページ
...the fevered imagination of the dying poetess, to the gloomy picture drawn by the bard of the Grave. How many blessed groups this hour are bending Through England's primrose meadow-paths, their way Towards spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallow'd... | |
 | 1845 - 864 ページ
...— How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England's primrose mesdow-paths, their WIT Toward spire and tower, midst shadowy elms ascending,...children forth ; and hamlets low, With whose thick orchard-blooms the soft winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream.... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1845 - 382 ページ
...SABBATH SONNET. , COMPOSED BY MRS. HEMANS A FEW DAYS BEFORE HER DEATH, AND DEDICATED TO HER BROTHER. How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow-paths, their way Towards spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallow'd... | |
 | 1845 - 440 ページ
...Sabbath Sonnet,' which will be read and remembered as long &> her name is loved and cherished : — How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow-paths, thrir way Toward spire and tower, midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the... | |
 | 1847 - 446 ページ
...many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow path their way Towards spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day ! " It always appears to me most applicable to our own Sunday scene. But" she added, "... | |
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Towards spire and tower, midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day ! The halls from old heroic ages grey Pour their fair children forth ; and hamlets low, With whose thick orchard-blooms the soft winds play, Send... 
