 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1833 - 388 страници
...Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no ; — they woo and clasp us to their... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1833 - 382 страници
...Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. . How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...•Her woods, her wilds, her waters, the intense Reply others to our intelligence! Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1834 - 380 страници
...Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...waters, the intense Reply of hers to our intelligence I Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without... | |
 | Robert Montgomery - 1834 - 264 страници
...are the productions of the Almighty, and therefore their mutual adaptation illustrates his wisdom. " How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...waters,— the intense Reply of hers to our intelligence /" St. Clement in his apostolical address to the Corinthians, alludes to the symbolical nature of day... | |
 | 1834 - 882 страници
...romantic and contemplative " to muse o'er flood ami fell," and to realize those words of the poet : How often we forget all time — when lone, Admiring...woods, her wilds, her waters — the intense Reply of her's to our intelligence ' •Mylocarium ligustrinum. (Buck-wheat tree.) Pursh and Nuttall give the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 384 страници
...Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...waters, the intense Reply of hers to our intelligence I Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 страници
...Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet funeral pile. Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. d — may hen to our intelligence I Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the wave Without a spirit ? Are the... | |
 | Francis Jenks, James Walker, Francis William Pitt Greenwood, William Ware - 1843 - 426 страници
...tenanted by vague, uncertain, and divided deity, the social craving is not met. The cry still is, " Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? " It is only, when nature speaks to us in... | |
 | 1843 - 418 страници
...tenanted by vague, uncertain, and divided deity, the social craving is not met. The cry still is, " Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? " It is only, when nature speaks to us in... | |
 | Jared Sparks - 1836 - 386 страници
...more graceful or beautiful forms the imaginative religion of poetry has always loved to cherish; " Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? " When the storm or the thunder-gust was rising, he would beg the Manitto of the air to avert its... | |
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Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no ; they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before Its hour, and merge our soul... 
