Mark Akenside Quote

Nor ever yet
The melting rainbow's vernal-tinctured hues
To me have shone so pleasing, as when first
The hand of science pointed out the path
In which the sun-beams gleaming from the west
Fall on the wat'ry cloud.


The Pleasures of Imagination (1744) bk. 2, l. 103

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Nor ever yet The melting rainbow's vernal-tinctured hues To me have shone so pleasing, as when first The hand of science pointed out the path In...

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Nor ever yet The melting rainbow's vernal-tinctured hues To me have shone so pleasing, as when first The hand of science pointed out the path In...

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Nor ever yet The melting rainbow's vernal-tinctured hues To me have shone so pleasing, as when first The hand of science pointed out the path In...

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Nor ever yet The melting rainbow's vernal-tinctured hues To me have shone so pleasing, as when first The hand of science pointed out the path In...