 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 414 страници
...Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe: Slowly and smoothly went the ship,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 страници
...birds that are, How they seem'd to fill the tea and air, With their sweet jargoning ! And now Ч was like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship,... | |
 | 1849 - 484 страници
...Sometimes nil little blrds that are, Now they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." And Wordsworth in that beautiful couplet — " Type of the wise, who soar, but never roam ; True to... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw - 1849 - 608 страници
...: our rough, pithy English, in his verse, breathes all sounds, all melodies; — • " And now 'tis like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." But in ' Christabel,' which has some slight pretensions to be an intelligible narrative, or, at least,... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1864 - 1126 страници
...beauties,, and prolongs its more refined, but evanescent joys. THB FDLL-LKATBD FOREST. THE MONTH. JUNE. A hidden brook in the leafy month of June, That to the deeping woods all night singcih a quiet tune. — COLVRIDOK. JUNK i» the month of r"ses- the season... | |
 | Nicholas V. Riasanovsky - 1995 - 128 страници
...Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All... | |
 | Karl Kroeber, Gene W. Ruoff - 1993 - 520 страници
...sounds already discussed, where we find metaphors drawn from a common stock of religious vocabulary ("And now it is an angel's song, / That makes the heavens be mute"), as well as from a hospitable shore landscape. From this point on, the rich sensorial language and swift-moving... | |
 | Jack Stillinger - 1994 - 268 страници
...and air With their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; 365 And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens...pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook 370 In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 страници
...Sometimes all little birds that are. How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments. Now like a lonely...is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. .60 l"he lonesome Spirit from the south-pole carries on the ship av far ar the Line, in ohedience to... | |
 | Vera Brodsky Lawrence - 1999 - 672 страници
...currently seized the populace. 79 Shakespeare: The Tempest, act i, scene 2, line 375. "" More properly, "A noise like of a hidden brook / In the leafy month of June"; Samuel Taylor Coleridge: "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" (1798), part 5, lines 369-70. subterraneus... | |
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It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. 
