Търсене Изображения Карти Play YouTube Новини Gmail Диск Още »
Вход
Книги Книги
" Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven. Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... "
The Southern Monthly Magazine - Страница 545
1864
Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата

The Alps, Switzerland, and the North of Italy

Charles Williams - 1854 - 662 страници
...only passive praise Thou owcst ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and sot-ret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy clins all join my Hymn. Companion of the morning star at dawn, Thyself earth's rosy star, and of the...

The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 страници
...transfused Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vnst to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret eestasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Grim vales and icy cliffs all join...

The Standard First[-fifth] Reader ...

Epes Sargent - 1857 - 320 страници
...eagle eye ! Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky. 3. Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn ! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost ! Ye wild goats, sporting round the eagle's nest !...

The Presbyterian Magazine, Том 6

1856 - 702 страници
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to heaven 1 Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret ecstasy I Awake, Voice of sweet song 1 Awake, my heart, awake 1 Green vales and icy cliffs, all join...

Songs of the soul, derived from the writings of British, continental, and ...

Songs - 1856 - 712 страници
...transfused Into the mighty vision passing — then, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join...

Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. Bowman

Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 страници
...only passive praise 178 Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn ! ***** Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents,...

The Rural Poetry of the English Language: Illustrating the Seasons and ...

Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 574 страници
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret ecstasy. Awake, Voice of sweet song ! awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join...

The modern reader and speaker

David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 страници
...transfused into the mighty vision passing, — there, as in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven. Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise thou owest...alone these swelling tears, mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! green vales and icy cliffs, all join...

Studies in English poetry [an anthology] with biogr. sketches and notes by J ...

Joseph Payne - 1856 - 516 страници
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret eestasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join...

The Presbyterian Magazine, Том 6

Cortlandt Van Rensselaer - 1856 - 702 страници
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swell' d vast to heaven I Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret eestasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join...




  1. Моята библиотека
  2. Помощ
  3. Разширено търсене на книги
  4. Изтегляне във формат ePub
  5. Изтеглете PDF файл