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" I never hear the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. "
The Monthly Visitor, and Entertaining Pocket Companion - Страница 282
1801
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The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a ..., Том 2

Robert Burns - 1800
...solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...like the Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ? Or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod ? I...

The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Том 48

1828
...solitary •whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...owing. Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the . lv>li;m harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ? or do these workings argue...

The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Том 13

1809
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the endiusiasm of devotion or poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing ? Are we a piece...

Censura Literaria: Containing Titles, Abstracts, and Opinions of ..., Томове 1–2

Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges - 1805
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing? Arc we a piece of machinery, which, like an Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing...

The Works of Robert Burns: General correspondence, including pieces of ...

Robert Burns - 1806
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...like the Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ? Or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod ? I...

The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a ..., Том 2

Robert Burns - 1806
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Te^l me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the Eolian...

The Prosaic Garland: Consisting of Upwards of Two-hundred Pieces Selected ...

John Evans - 1807 - 260 страници
...cadence of a troop of grey-plovers ia an antumnal morning, without feeling an ele<' vation of sool like the enthusiasm of devotion, or poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to wlmt can this he owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the Eolian harp, passive takes the...

The Edinburgh Review, Том 13

1809
...solhary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...like the Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ? Or do these workings argue' • something within us above the trodden clod...

Select Reviews of Literature, and Spirit of Foreign Magazines, Том 2

Enos Bronson - 1809
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...like the Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ? Or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod ?"...

Select Reviews, Томове 1–2

1809
...plo\ ur in an autumnal mornincr, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of dévotion or poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing Ï Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the Kolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing...




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