 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1835 - 328 páginas
...So 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, —...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy. Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 páginas
...So 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...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 páginas
...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...mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ' Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thouowest! not alone these swelling... | |
 | Charles Edwards Lester - 1838 - 272 páginas
...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, enwrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast... | |
 | 1838 - 348 páginas
...sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast hlending with my thought, Yes, with my life and life's own secret joy: Till the dilating soul, eurapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing — then, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to... | |
 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 páginas
...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...joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Intothe mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1839 - 242 páginas
...O sovran Blanc !' And then the invocation which the view inspires, how true and expressive ! — ' Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret ecstasy ! Awake Voice of sweet song ! awake my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs — all join... | |
 | Ebenezer Bailey - 1840 - 426 páginas
...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,...there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven 1 Awake, my soul ! Not only passive praise Thou owest ; not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 páginas
...like some sweet beguiling melody. So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, X swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... | |
 | 1840 - 378 páginas
...like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening to it, Thou the mean while wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life,...vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... | |
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... 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening... 
