 | 1864 - 974 страници
...Kever did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, lock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own...sweet will. Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep, And all that mighty heart ¡a lying still !" We now come to Wordsworth's "Ecclesiastical Sonnets,"... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 страници
...did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! 1 Naiads, the nymphs of the springs ; Oreads, those of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! XXXI THE TROSACHS THERE'S not a nook within this solemn... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1865 - 504 страници
...affliction's heaviest shower, And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind. Part i. xxxv. Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will ; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! 19 Part ii. xxxvi The feather, whence the pen Was shaped... | |
 | 1865 - 448 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! XXXVII. CONCLUSION. TO . IP these brief Records, by the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! XXXI THE TROSACHS THERE'S not a nook within this solemn... | |
 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - 142 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will: Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! NATURE. Through all the years of this our life, to lead From... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep And all that mighty heart is lying still ! W. Wordsworth. LXVL THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN. Town's in... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! THE CLOUD. Wordsworth. I BRING fresh showers, for the thirsting... | |
 | Leigh Hunt, Samuel Adams Lee - 1867 - 722 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! * * I cannot refrain from asking the reader to recall... | |
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Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! 
