 | Charles Brockden Brown - 1805 - 500 страници
...feelings of the author : Nor undelightful is the solemn noon of night Lo, all is motionless around! Roars not the rushing wind ; the sons of men, And...lie ; All Nature's hush'd in silence and in sleep. Oh, then how fearful is it to reflect No being wakes but me! • W'harton's Pleasures of Melancholy,... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1807 - 344 страници
...the solemn noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my couch I start, lo, all is motionless around ! Roars not the rushing wind ; the sons of men, And...lie ; All Nature's hush'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to reflect That thro' the still globe's awful solitude, No being wakes... | |
 | Henry Kirke White, Robert Southey - 1808 - 380 страници
...the solemn noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my conch I start, lo, all is motionless around! Roars not the rushing wind; the sons of men, And every beast, in mute oblivion lie; All Nature's hnsh'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to reflect That thro' the still globe's... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1808 - 698 страници
...the solemn noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my couch I start, lo, all is motionless around ! Roars not the rushing wind ; the sons of men, And every beast, in mnte oblivion lie ; All Nature's hiisli'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...is the solemn noon Of night, when haply wakeful from my couch I start: lo, all is motionless around! Roars not the rushing wind ; the sons of men And every...lie ; All nature's hush'd in silence and in sleep* 0 then how fearful is it to reflect. That through the still globe's awful solitnde, No being wakes... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1811 - 404 страници
...the solemn noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my couch I start, lo, all is motionless around ! Roars not the rushing wind; the sons of men, And every...lie; All Nature's hush'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to reflect, That thro" the still globe's awful solitude No being wakes... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1813 - 730 страници
...the solemn noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my couch I start, la, all is motionless around ! Roars not the rushing wind ; the sons of men, And...lie; All Nature's hush'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to reflect, That thro' the still globe's awful solitude No being wakes... | |
 | Henry Kirke White, Robert Southey - 1813 - 404 страници
...solemn noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my couch I start, lo, all is motionless around! Boars not the rushing wind; the sons of men, And every beast,...• All Nature's hush'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to reflect, That thro' the still globe's awful solitude No being wakes... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1813 - 398 страници
...noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my couch I start, lo, all is motionless around ! • Boars not the rushing wind; the sons of men, And every beast, in mute oblivion lie ; AH Nature's hush'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to reflect, That thro' the... | |
 | Henry Kirke White, Robert Southey - 1816 - 398 страници
...the solemn noon Of night, where, haply wakeful from my couch I start, lo, all is motionless around ! Roars not the rushing wind; the sons of men, And every beast, in mute ohlivion lie ; All Nature's hush'd in silence, and in sleep. Oh, then, how fearful is it to reflect,... | |
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Nor undelightful is the solemn noon Of night, when haply wakeful from my couch I start : lo, all is motionless around ! Roars not the rushing wind ; the sons of men And every beast in mute oblivion lie ; All nature's hush'd in silence and in sleep. O... 
