 Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.  Poems on Several Occasions - Side 136af Thomas Parnell - 1770 - 238 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | William Scott - 1820 - 434 sider
...worth, he views the bowl And feeis compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artist's melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head : In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, Ard loose from dross, the silver runs below. Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 sider
...worth, he views the bowl And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artist's melt the sullen oie of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head : In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, Ard loose from dross, the silver runs below. Long had our pious friend in vir'.ue trod, But now the... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 sider
...views the bowl, " And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. " Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, " With heaping coals of fire upon its head...In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, " And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, " But now the... | |
 | 1821 - 270 sider
...wovth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 346 sider
...worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Tims artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross the silver runs below. " Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | 1821 - 282 sider
...worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kiud warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. " Long had our... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 sider
...worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. ' Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 sider
...worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head...In the kind warmth, the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross, the silver runs below. Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, . • But now, the... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 sider
...worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore ese loose from dross the silver runs below. Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 sider
...worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head...In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. ' Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child... | |
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