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" Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with... "
The Wheat-sheaf; Or, Gleanings for the Wayside and Fireside ... - Страница 172
1853 - 416 страници
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The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for ..., Том 2

1803 - 502 страници
...deep, An ebon mass ! Methinks, thou piercest it As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It seems thy own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity, 0 dread and silent form ! I gaz'd upon thee, Till thou, still present to my bodily eye, Didst vanish from my thought....

The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, Том 2

1803 - 508 страници
...ebon mass ! Methinks, thou piercest it As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It seems thy own cairn home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity. 0 dread and silent form ! I gaz'd upon thee, Till thou, still present to my bodily eye, Didst vanish from my thought....

The Friend: A Series of Essays

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 страници
...thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon Mass : methinks, thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thy own calm Home, thy crystal Shrine, Thy Habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 80

1817 - 526 страници
...thec and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass ; methinks thou picrccst it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is...habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thce Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 страници
...thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is...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...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 80

1817 - 526 страници
...and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass ; methinks thou piurcest it, Ai with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine...habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee Tffl thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 страници
...thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : mejhinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is...home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 165 . O dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 36

1834 - 918 страници
...thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, 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 habltation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount 1 I gazed upon theo, Till thou, Mill present to...

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

1820 - 742 страници
...thee and above Deep is the air, and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it As with a wedge ; but when I look again, It is...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
...the air, and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinlu thou piercest it As with a wedge ; bat when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...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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