 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 psl.
...evening time ¿often'd his spirit,) look'd and lay. Watching the rosy infant's play : — 601 Though, Though, still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on...hark ! the vesper call to prayer, As slow the orb of day-light sets, Is rising sweetly on the air, From SYRIA'S thousand minarets ! The boy has started... | |
 | 1817 - 560 psl.
...again! Yet tranquil now that man of crime, (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit.) louk'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play:— Though...glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, tliat have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite'. Encounter morning's glorious rays.... | |
 | 1817 - 576 psl.
...•<- Yet tranquil now that man of crime, (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit, ) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play : — Though...Encounter morning's glorious rays. ' But hark ! the vesper-call to prayer, As slow the orb of day-light sets, Is rising sweetly on the air, From SYRIA'S... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - 374 psl.
...again! Yet tranquil now that man of crime, (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit,) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play: Though still,...and godless rite. Encounter morning's glorious rays. Is rising sweetly on the air, From SYRIA'S thousand minarets! The boy has started from the bed Of flowers,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - 416 psl.
...again ! Yet tranquil now that man of crime, (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit,) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play : — Though...joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night ^^H Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious rays. But hark ! the vesper... | |
 | 1817 - 708 psl.
...remorse. " Yet tranquil now, that man of crime {As if the balmy evening time Softened his spirit) looked, and lay Watching the rosy infant's play :— Though...that unclouded joyous gaze, As torches, that have burned all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious rays. 'But, hark... | |
 | 1817 - 694 psl.
...remorse. " Yet tranquil now, that man of crime (As if the balmy evening time Softened his spirit) looked, and lay Watching the rosy infant's play : — Though...its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, A* torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 psl.
...man of crime, (As if the balmy evening lime Soften'd his spirit,) look'd and lay, Watching the rns'j infant's play : — Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurjd glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure... | |
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Soften'd his spirit) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play : Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite,... 
