| James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 424 страници
...Mixed with Tartarean sulphur and strange fire, — His own invented torments." 2. Poetic Apostrophe. " Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown...as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon 1 Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands... | |
| James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 374 страници
...ravines steeply slope, — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty noise, And stopped at once amidst their maddest plunge, Motionless torrents ! silent...Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who with lovely flowers Of living blue spread garlands at your feet ? God ! God! the torrents like a shout of... | |
| Modern poetical speaker, Fanny Bury PALLISER - 1845 - 540 страници
...eternal foam ? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest; Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown...Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! Silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious... | |
| Salem Town - 1845 - 296 страници
...ADDRESS TO MONT BLANC ICE-FALLS. Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keenfull Moon ? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ?...living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at thy feet ? — God ! let torrents like a shout of nations Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!... | |
| Salem Town - 1845 - 264 страници
...ADDRESS TO MONT BLANC ICE-FAILS. Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keenfull Moon? Who. bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ?...living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at thy feet? — God ! let torrents like a shout of nations Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!... | |
| William Coombs Dana - 1845 - 406 страници
...ravines steeply slope — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amidst their maddest plunge, Motionless torrents ! silent...cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven ? God ! God ! the torrents like a shout of nations Utter; the ice-plain bursts, and answers, God !"... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 страници
...eternal foam Î And who commanded (and the silence came). Hero let the billows stiffen, and have rest Г Ye Ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methmku, that heard a mighty Voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents!... | |
| 1879 - 528 страници
...gan yr olygfa, rhoddodd ddadganiad i'w deimladau yu yr emyn oruchel a gwir brydfertb. a ganlyn : — Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — • Torrente, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amidst their maddest plunge... | |
| 1845 - 732 страници
...&c. wake, О wake, and utter praise ! And you, ye five wild torrents, fiercely glad! Ye Ice-falls ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven ? — be. God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer, and let the ice-plains echo, God... | |
| Robert Smith - 1846 - 434 страници
...(and the silence came,) Here let the billows stiffen and have rest ? Ye ice-rails ! ye that from (lie mountain's brow, Adown enormous ravines slope amain...as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen, full moon f Who, with living flowers 3f loveliest hue, spread garlands at your feet? God ! let the torrents,... | |
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