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" An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,... "
Principles of elocution - Страница 98
по William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837
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Sketches from Nature: Taken, and Coloured, in a Journey to Margate ..., Том 1

George Keate - 1790 - 388 страници
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from Eternity. 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee Till thou, still' present to the bodily...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,...

The Friend: A Series of Essays

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 страници
...own calm Home, thy crystal Shrine, Thy Habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my Thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped THE INVISIBLE alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling Melody So sweet,...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 80

1817 - 526 страници
...home, thy crystal shrine. Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thce Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't...to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Till die dilating Soul, cnrapt, tmnsfus'd, Into...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 80

1817 - 526 страници
...thy crystal shrine. Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee Tffl thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish...melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Tul...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 страници
...Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet...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, transfus'd,...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 страници
...own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet,...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 36

1834 - 918 страници
...shrine, Thy habltation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount 1 I gazed upon theo, Till thou, Mill present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worthipped the Invisible alone. " Yet, like some tweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are...

The Edinburgh Annual Register, for 1808-26, Том 9

1820 - 742 страници
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount, I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thoughts. Entranced in prayer, 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. In the morning we descended to Chamounix...

The Edinburgh annual register, Том 9

1820 - 746 страници
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount, I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thoughts. Entranced in prayer, 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. In the morning we descended to Chamounix...

The Edinburgh Annual Register, Том 9

Walter Scott - 1820 - 748 страници
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount, 1 gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thoughts. Entranced in prayer, 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. In the morning we descended to Chamounix...




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