 | 1824 - 494 страници
...No traces of man's pomp or pride ; — no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes Encounter; no fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here— thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits... | |
 | 1825 - 574 страници
...No traces of man's pomp or pride ; — no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes Encounter; no fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race to change the form Of tby fair works. But thou art here— thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run... | |
 | 1825 - 492 страници
...no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes Encounter ; no fantastic carvings sho,v The hoast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits... | |
 | 1826 - 192 страници
...trace? of man's pomp or pride ; — no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes Encounter ; no fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits... | |
 | 1826 - 524 страници
...pride ; — no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes Encounter ; no fantastic carvings shew The boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits... | |
 | 1826 - 192 страници
...of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here—thou filPst The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits of these trees In music ;—thou art in the cooler breath, That, from the inmost darkness of the place,... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1828 - 320 страници
...seen No traces of man's pomp or pride ; no silks Rustle, no jewels shine,' nor envious eyes Encounter; no fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here ; thou fill'at The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1829 - 290 страници
...seen No traces of man's pomp or pride ; no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes Encounter; no fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here ; thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits... | |
 | 1831 - 442 страници
...No traces of man's pomp or pride: no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes Encounter — no fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race, to change the form Of thy fair works. But Thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude ! Thou art in the soft winds, That run along the summits... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 страници
...stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. These dim vaults, These winding aisles, of human pomp...our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds, That run along the summit... | |
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But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summit of these trees In music; thou art in the cooler breath That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes, scarcely felt; the barky trunks, the ground,... 
