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" 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 a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine,... "
First (Second) poetry book, selected and arranged by C. Geikie - Страница 156
под редакцията на - 1878
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Sketches from Nature: Taken, and Coloured, in a Journey to Margate ..., Том 1

George Keate - 1790 - 388 страници
...course — so long he seems to pause On thy bald, awful head, 0 Sovran Blauc ? The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful...thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from Eternity. 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee Till thou, still' present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish...

The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for ..., Том 2

1803 - 502 страници
...attempted to be expressed, in the following poem, extravagant. Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, dread mountain form, Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines How s-ilently ! Around thee, and above, Deep is the sky, and black : transpicuous, deep, An ebon mass ! Methinks, thou piercest it As with a wedge ! But...

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

1803 - 520 страници
...attempted to be expressed, in the following poem, extravagant. Rave ceaselessly; but thou, dread mountain form, Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines How silently! Around thee, and above, Deep is the sky, and black : transpicuous, deep, An ebon mass ! Methinks, thou piercest it As with a wedge! But...

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

1803 - 508 страници
...sea of pines How tilently ! Around thee, and above, Deep is the sky, and black : transpicuous, deep, An 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...

The Friend: A Series of Essays

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 страници
...O sovran BLANC ! The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselesly ; but thou, dread aweful Form J Risest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently...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...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 страници
...steep course ? So long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head, O sovran BLANC ! The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful...home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Did'st...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 36

1834 - 918 страници
...ceaselessly ; but thnu, must awful Forml Bisest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently I Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial,...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...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 страници
...So long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head, O sovran BLANC ! The Arve-and Arveiron at thy hase Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful Form ! Risest...the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : mejhinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...

Blackwood's Magazine, Том 6

1820 - 774 страници
...passion rave all around, without obtcuring for a moment the bright serenity of the faith of youth — Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark—...piercest it As with a wedge. But when I look again, Then is thine own calm home, thy chrysuil shrine— Thy habitation from eternity ! At the close of...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 80

1817 - 526 страници
...sovran BLANC I The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful Form ! Bisest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently !...dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass ; methinks thou piurcest it, Ai with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine....




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