...clouds are lightly curl'd Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world : Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song Steaming up, a lamentation and an ancient...

...bolts are hurl'd Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curl'd Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...roaring deeps and fiery sands, Clanging fights, and naming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a...

...clouds are lightly curl'd Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world ; Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. — Surely, surely slumber is more sweet than toil ; the shore, Than labour in the deep mid-ocean,...

...clouds are lightly curl'd Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world : Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song Steaming up, a lamentation and an ancient...

...Latin may correspond to English, we may refer our readers to another passage from the same poem:— " Blight and famine, plague and earthquake, roaring...flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song Steaming up, a lamentation and an ancient...

...clouds are lightly curl'd Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world ; Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...roaring deeps and fiery sands, Clanging fights, and naming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands.— Surely, surely slumber is more sweet than toil;...

...clouds are lightly curl'd Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world : Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song Steaming up, a lamentation and an ancient...

...clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world : Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...earthquake, roaring deeps and fiery sands, Clanging iights, and ilaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands — But they smile." Oh, place for...

...clouds are lightly curled Bound their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world. There they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music, centred in a doleful song, Steaming -up, a lamentation, and an ancient...

...clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world; Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine,...flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song Steaming up, a lamentation and an ancient...