...the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies ; But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness...

...blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. * But not the praise. ' Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies : But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness...

...the thin-spun life. " But not the praise," Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears; " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness...

...plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies : But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of Qod ' above As he pronounces lastly on each deed; Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.' " LTCIDAS....

...her great adopted son. Has lost ? Oh, no ! "I still live" is truer than the sick man knew : — " He lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging God." His memory will long live with us, still dear to many a loving heart. What honor shall we pay...

...subject."—T. n'urton. I*' .' , • -^_ PhtEbus replied, and touch'd my trembling ears; " Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumor lies; 8O O fountain Arethuge. and thou honor'd flood, ^ ftv» x v~Y'...

...showered down to us as the fruit of that " plant " which Milton asserts " grows not on mortal soil," — " But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove." Where is the fountain-head of all Harmony ? — what is Art? — what is Music ? — what Poetry ?...

...conception. They have no desire of fame — that glorious immortality of true greatness — • " That lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all judging Jove ;" MILTON'S Lycidas. but they struggle for reputation, that echo of an echo, in whose...

...conception. They have no desire of fame — that glorious immortality of true greatness — " That lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all judging Jove ;" MILTON'S Lycidas. but they struggle for reputation, that echo of an echo, in whose...

...more popular than these ; nor more justly Phoebus replied, and touch'd my trembling ears ; ** Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumor lies; 80 But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect...