 | James Russell Lowell - Biography & Autobiography - 1871 - 450 pages
...then, unnumbered spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky; These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box and hover round the ring. As now your own our beings were of old, And once enclosed in woman's beauteous mould ; Think not, when... | |
 | The North American Review.VOL.CXII. - 1871 - 506 pages
...then, unnumbered spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky; These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box and hover round the ring. As now your own our beings were of old, And once enclosed in woman's beauteous mould ; Think not, when... | |
 | North American review - 1871 - 494 pages
...then, unnumbered spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky ; These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box and hover round the ring. As now your own our beings were of old, And once enclosed in woman's beauteous mould ; Think not, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1872 - 744 pages
...then, unnumber'd spirits round thco fly, The light militia of the lower sky : These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring. Think what an equipage thou hast in air, And view with scorn two pages and a chair. As now your own, our beings were of old, And... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 pages
...Know, then, unnumber'd Spirits round thee fly, The light Militia of the lower sky ; These, tho' unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the Ring. Think what an equipage thou hast in Air, 45 And view with scorn two Pages and a Chair. As now your own, our beings were of old,... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...then, unnumbered spirits round thee fly. The light militia of the lower sky: These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the Ring. Think what an equipage thou hast in air. And view with scom two pages and a chair. As now your own, our beings were of old, And... | |
 | Alexander Pope - Poetry - 1998 - 260 pages
...then, unnumbered spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky; These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring: Think what an equipage thou hast in air, And view with scorn two pages and a chair. As now your own, our beings were of old, And... | |
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What though no credit doubting wits may give? The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky: These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the... 
