But he her fears to cease, Sent down the meek-eyed Peace ; She, crowned with olive green, came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere, His ready harbinger, With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing: And, waving wide her myrtle wand, She strikes... Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Selections from the Works of the Most Admired ... - 第 258 頁 由 編輯 - 1832 - 402 頁 完整檢視 - 關於此書
