 | 1828
...thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on ? then on 1 where duty leads, my course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's... | |
 | Reginald Heber - Hymns, English - 1828 - 340 pages
...Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor mild Malwah detain, For sweet the bliss us both awaits, By yonder western main. Thy towers, Bombay,... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - Elocution - 1828 - 308 pages
...Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor mild Malwah detain, For sweet the bliss us both awaits, By yonder western main. Thy towers, Bombay,... | |
 | Robert Walsh - American essays - 1828 - 564 pages
...1828.] Heber's Palestine. 283 But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, tho' thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...where duty leads, My course be onward still, On broad Hindustan's sultry meads, O'er black Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild... | |
 | 1828 - 608 pages
...Thy meek, attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me. Then on!...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorali's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1828 - 608 pages
...thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...on ! where duty leads, my course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1828 - 626 pages
...thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...on ! where duty leads, my course be onward still, | O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | Reginald Heber - Bishops - 1828 - 564 pages
...Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry mead, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - Great Britain - 1828 - 628 pages
...Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1828 - 608 pages
...thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on...on ! where duty leads, my course be onward still. O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
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But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on ! then on ! where duty leads, my course be onward still. 
