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...blended, form, with artful strife, The strength and harmony of me. See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest flow'ret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To...

...blended form, with artful strife, The strength and harmony of life. See the Wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe, and walk again : • H 2 The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun,...

...and disordered frame. An invalid of this class seems to change his very being with his climate — ' The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.' Secondly, a removal to a mild, that is, to the natives of the north a distant, climate, effects a complete...

...blended form, with artful strife, The strength and harmony of life. See the Wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe, and walk again : The meanest flow'ret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To...

...cottage chimney smoking thro' the trees. WHITE. RECOVERY FROM SICKNESS. SEE the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest flow'ret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To...

...bed of pain, " At length repair 1m vigour lost, " And breathe and walk again. " The meanest flow'ret of the vale, " The simplest note that swells the gale, " The common sun, the air, the skies, li To him are opening Paradise." Our author's reputation as a poet, was so high, that ^ on the death...

...blended form with artful strife, The strength and harmony of life. See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour...opening Paradise. Humble quiet builds her cell Near the course where pleasure flows ; She eyes the clear crystalline well, And taste's it as she goes. * *...

...blended form, with artful strife, The strength and harmony of life. See the W retch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour...sun, the air, the skies, To Him are opening Paradise. A third of these ideas I find in his common-place book, on the same page with his argument for the...

...his earliest and most precious years, is thus introduced at last to a new heaven and a new earth: * The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note...gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are op'ning Paradise.' — p. 509. We now take leave of this valuable work, which has renewed and extended...