 Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening to it, Thou the meanwhile wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing...  The New York Speaker - 284 ページWarren P. Edgarton 著 - 1868全文表示 - この書籍について
 | 1828 - 814 ページ
...Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, VOL. II. L Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her...! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! awake, Voice of sweet song ! awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs all... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 ページ
...only passive praise TJioa nwrit ! not alone these swelling tears, Mate ill, inks and secret extacy! Awake, Voice of sweet song! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thon first and chief, sole Sovran of the Vale! 0 straggling with the Darkness all the night, And visited... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 ページ
...Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven. Awake, my soul ! not only passive...! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green Vales and icy Cliffs,... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 ページ
...blending with my thought, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy: Till the dilating soul, enwrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there...! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! Awake, Voice of sweet song. Awake, my heart, awake 1 Green vales and icy cliffs, all... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 ページ
...sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy,— Till the...dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing—there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul! Not only passive... | |
 | 1834 - 896 ページ
...sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the...! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green vales and icy diiVn, all... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1834 - 312 ページ
...blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating Soul, cm-apt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there...! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs,... | |
 | Madame Calderón de la Barca (Frances Erskine Inglis) - 1834 - 280 ページ
...sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life, and Life's own secret Joy ; Till the...Vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to heaven.' This is the essence of true poetry : the philosophic theory, poetic beauty,... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1835 - 328 ページ
...sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy, — Till...; not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy. Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 ページ
...sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the...there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven I Awake, my soul \ not only passive praise Thou owest \ not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks... | |
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