 | Samuel Woolcock Christophers - 1867 - 512 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew on a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the -<3Bolian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ? Or do these workings argue... | |
 | 1867 - 912 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a Summer's 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." Like Cowper's, these letters are inimitable in their simplicity and sweetness, and the plaintive minor... | |
 | Robert Burns, Alexander Smith - 1868 - 688 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers 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... | |
 | 1868 - 510 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of wild plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing ? Are wo a piece of machinery which, like the /Eolian harp, passively takes the impression of the passing... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1868 - 312 страници
...solitary whistle of the curlew, in a summer noon, or the wild mixing cadence of a troop of grey plovers, in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation...poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this bü owing? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the .ЖоИап harp, passive, takes the impression... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1897 - 176 страници
...mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of 20 soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Tell...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 - 1897 - 180 страници
...mixing cadence of a troop of gray plover in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of 20 soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Tell...owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the ^olian harp, passive, takes the impression of the passing accident ; or do these workings argue something... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1897 - 660 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...enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to^what can this be owing ? Are we a piece of machinery, which, like the .aSolian harp, passive, takes... | |
 | R. McWilliam - 1897 - 176 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...of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. awful and important realities—a God that made all things—man's immaterial and immortal nature,... | |
 | Edmund Gosse - 1897 - 444 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...of soul like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry." This is the prose of the eighteenth century; but when the same ideas burst forth into metre : " The... | |
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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. 
