 | Thomas Carlyle - 1859 - 216 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...like the ^Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident; or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod ? I... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1859 - 620 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...like the ./Eolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident; or do these workings argue something within us above the trodden clod 7 I... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1860 - 212 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a .summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...owing? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the .zEolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ; or do these workings argue something... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1859 - 736 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild, mixing cadence of a troop of gray plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the jEolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident? Or do these workings argue something... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1860 - 510 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...owing? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the jEolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident; or do these workings argue something... | |
 | Burns Club of the City of New York - 1860 - 164 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer morn, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing ?" Ah, indeed, to what? It is not to farming evidently that it is owing. And these symptoms of back-sliding... | |
 | John Wilson - 1861 - 236 страници
...elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to what can all this be owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the jEolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ? Oi do these workings argue something... | |
 | Henry Gardiner Adams - 1863 - 390 страници
...Curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of Grey Plovers in an autumnal evening, without feeling an elevation of. soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poesy.' We scarcely like the simile with which Mant concludes his picture of Curlew -life ; as we cannot... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1864 - 784 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing t Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the Kolian harp, Sassivc, takes the impression of the passing... | |
 | 1865 - 92 страници
...of the curlew in a Summer morn, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in the Autumn morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion and poetry." We are all of us subject to similar exaggerations. For my part, the Succory plant, a little... | |
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I never hear the loud solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. 
