With filial confidence inspired,
Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye,
And smiling say, My Father made them all!
The Task. Book v. The Winter Morning Walk. Line 745.
Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor;
And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.
The Task. Book v. The Winter Morning Walk. Line 905.
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds;
And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased.
[[422]]With melting airs or martial, brisk or grave;