When one that holds communion with the skies
Has fill'd his urn where these pure waters rise,
And once more mingles with us meaner things,
'T is e'en as if an angel shook his wings.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800)
-- Charity, Line 435
Has fill'd his urn where these pure waters rise,
And once more mingles with us meaner things,
'T is e'en as if an angel shook his wings.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800)
-- Charity, Line 435
Related:
- When a bell rings,
an angel has gotten his wings... - Praise enough
To fill the ambition of a private man,
That Chatham's language was his mother tongue. --... - His wit invites you by his looks to come,
But when you knock,
it never is at home. -- William Cowper (1731-1800)... - You meaner beauties of the night,
That poorly satisfy our eyes
More by your number than your light;
You common people of the skies,-- What are you when... - Behold him setting in his western skies,
The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.
John Dryden (1631-1700) -- Absalom and Achitophel... - I burn to set the imprison'd wranglers free,
And give them voice and utterance once again.
Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let... - O welcome, pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope,
Thou hovering angel,
girt with golden wings! -- John Milton (1608-1674)... - Built God a church, and laugh'd his word to scorn.
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William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Retirement, Line... - HOPE, n. Desire and expectation rolled into one.
Delicious Hope!
when naught to man it left -- Of fortune destitute...
