 | William Lindsay Alexander - 1846 - 364 страници
...ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, metbinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you... | |
 | Noble Butler - 1846 - 276 страници
...well chosen, are of more use than a great library. Motionless terrents ! silent cataracts ! Who nlade you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon ?— Coleridge. If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. —... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 310 страници
...Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest ? Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks,...living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo,... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 страници
...let the billows stiffen, and have rest 1" Ye ice-falls ! ye, that, from the mountain's brow, Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks,...living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet ? — " God !" let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ; and let the ice-plains... | |
 | John William Lester - 1847 - 376 страници
...Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest ? Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks,...living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet ? God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo,... | |
 | 1851 - 316 страници
...impressive by the thunder of the avalanche, one is prepared to take up the sublime song of the British poet: Motionless torrents ! Silent cataracts ! Who made...living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? " G-OD !" let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer; and let the ice-plains echo,... | |
 | 1847 - 312 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... | |
 | Elizabeth Fries Ellet - 1847 - 286 страници
...invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder, and eternal foam?" " Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven, Beneath...with rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest hues, spread garlands at your feet ? God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 страници
...amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gales of Heaven Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who, with living flowera Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feel ?— God! let the torrents, like a shout of... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1847 - 382 страници
...Here let the billows stiffen and have rest ? Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow, Adown enormous ravines slope amain — 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... | |
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Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of... 
