 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - 470 страници
...cause, the harp of jEolus it hight. Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs...graver sacred strain they stole, As when seraphic hands an hymn impart ; Wild-warbling Nature all, above the reach of art ! Such the gay splendor, the luxurious... | |
 | 1852 - 248 страници
...cause, the harp of JEolus it Light. Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine I Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs...graver sacred strain they stole, As when seraphic hands an hymn impart ; Wild-warbling Nature all, above the reach of art ! Such the gay splendor, the luxurious... | |
 | 1852 - 874 страници
...the harp of , l '., il u , it bight. Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine Who up the lofty is promise, that thy seed shall bruise our foe ; an hymn impart, {Vild-warbling Nature all above the reach of Art ! Such the gay splendor, the luxurious... | |
 | James Thomson, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 408 страници
...the Harp of ^Eolus it hight. XLI. Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine ? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs...Now rising love they fann'd ; now pleasing dole They breathed, in tender musings, through the heart ; And now a graver sacred strain they stole, As when... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1853 - 838 страници
...let them down again into the soul Î Now rising love they fann'd ; now pleasing dole They breathed in tender musings through the heart ; And now a graver sacred strain they stole, As when seraphic hands an hymn impart : Wild-warbling nature all, above the reach of art ! Such the gay splendour, the luxurious... | |
 | James Thomson - 1854 - 312 страници
...the harp of jEolus it hight.* XLI. Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine ? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs...rising love they f'ann'd ; now pleasing dole They breathed, in tender musings, thro' the heart ; And now a graver sacred strain they stole, As when seraphic... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 страници
...diapason roll Sueh sweet, sueh sad, sueh solemn airs divine, Then let them down again into the soul t Now rising love they fann'd, now pleasing dole They breath'd in tender musings through the heart ; As when seraphie hands r, hymn impart : Wild warbling nature all, above the reaeh of art. Thomson's... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1856 - 624 страници
...me! what hand ean toueh the string so fine' Who up the lofty diapason roll Sueh sweet, sueh sad, sueh solemn airs divine, Then let them down again into...pleasing dole They breath'd in tender musings through UK heart; As when seraphie hands a hymn impart: Wild warbling nature all, above the reaeh of art Tii.,it,son's... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1857 - 418 страници
...cause, the harp of JEolus it hight. Ah, me ! what hand can touch the string so fine ? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs...Now rising love they fann'd ; now pleasing dole They breathed, in tender musings, through the heart ; And now a graver, sacred strain they stole, As when... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 466 страници
...cause, the harp of JEolus it Light. Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine ? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs...graver sacred strain they stole, As when seraphic hands an hymn impart ; Wild-warbling Nature all, above the reach of art ! Such the gay splendor, the luxurious... | |
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Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine ? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs divine, Then let them down again into the soul ? Now rising love they... 
