...those immortal shapes Of bright aereal spirits live inspher'd In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call Earth ; and, with low-thoughted care Confin'd and pester'd3 in this pinfold4 here, Strive to keep up a frail...

...those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call earth ; and, with low-thoughted caxe Confined and pestered in this pinfold here, Strive to keep up a frail...

...immortal shapes Of bright aereal spirits live inspher'd . \ In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call Earth ; and, with low-thoughted care Confin'd and pester'd3 in this pinfold* here, Strive to keep up a frail...

...thine eyes, thou groveller ! hast thou not A soul, and powers, and senses, even as they ? Soar from the " smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth," and what dost thou survey ? Careering worlds around thee, and their lot Is order'd by the same unerring...

...enthusiastic anatomist might experience in a rare case of dissection. His world is removed " Beyond the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth ;" compared to which it is a vernal meadow, fresh with dew, or a sunny nook in the recess of an autumn-tinted...

...continual seaich':ng for errors, it was like being wafted * To regions mild, of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call earth," to make one in a circle where controversy was unknown, whore domestic harmony was cherished in a society...

...the house of God and of His Christ rising out of every town and every hamlet, to bear our hearts " Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call earth," — now, when, if we cast our eyes over the map of the earth, we see at once that Christ is the recognized...

...those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call Earth ; and, with low-thoughted care Confined and pester' d in this pinfold here, Strive to keep up a frail...

...those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live insphered, In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and with low-thoughted care, Confin'd and pester'd in this pinfold here, Strive to keep up a frail...

...those immortal shapes Of bright ae'real spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call earth ; and, with low-thoughted care Confined and pestered in this pinfold here Strive to keep up a frail...