...abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy furm. There is a power who.se care Teaches thy way along thai pathless coast — The desert, and illimitable air, • Lone, wandering, but not lost. The Fortit Hymn consists of about a hundred and twenty blank Pentameters, of whose great rhythmical...

...lake, or maze of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sick On the chafed ocean-side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ! Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...where the rocking billows rise and gink On the chafed ocean-side ? There is a Power whose care Tenches thy way along that pathless coast The desert and illimitable...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ! Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean-side ? There ¡sa Power whose care Teachee thy way along that pathless coast The desert and illimitable...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, tho cold thin atmosphere I Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...mistakes not its course ; it deviates not from iti track. " There is a Power whose care" Teaches its way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. " How different i« it with man ! How slow is the process by which he acquires a knowledge of objects...

...mistakes not its course, it deviates not from its track. " There is a Power whose care Teaches its way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. " How different is it with man ! How slow is the process by which he acquires a knowledge of objects...

...in their systems, seem all conducive to excite the particular instinct which impels to emigration. There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along...thy wings have fann'd. At that far height, the cold dim atmosphere, Yet stoop not weary to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. In describing...

...weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way...Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though...

...beautiful and terrible, without tracing that sublimity and beauty to a divine source ; without feeling that There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along...and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost." 10. What must be allowed concerning the worship of the heathen gods 1 THE MUSES, GRACES, AND SIRENS....

...Grange, the greatest of French mathematicians. MIDDLE RANGE OF PERCEPT1VES. 10. DIRECTION, OR LOCALITY. There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along...and illimitable air — Lone wandering but not lost. — Bryant to a Waterfowl. This may, I think, be defined the perception of the direc'ion of objects,...