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" An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,... "
Principles of elocution - Страница 98
по William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837
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Selections from the British Poets, Том 2

1840
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! Oh dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee Till thou, still present to the bodily...Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer, I worshipp'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are...

Rambles about the Country

Elizabeth Fries Ellet - 1840 - 257 страници
...Coleridge came fresh to recollection, with all their force. " ' O dread and silent Mount ! I gnzed upon thee Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,...Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer, I worshipped the INVISIBLE ALONE !' " Among other reflections, which the scene before us, at the Pulpit...

Home sketches and foreign recollections, Том 3

lady Henrietta Georgiana M. Chatterton - 1841
...state of his heart. These reflections occupied the whole of that weary, sleepless night. CHAPTER II. " Yet like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we...to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy." COLERIDGE. AT an early hour in the morning...

The Presbyterian review and religious journal, Том 16

1843
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily...to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused Into...

Readings in poetry: a selection from the best English poets, from Spenser to ...

Readings - 1843
...prayer, 0 dread and silent mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet...to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy: Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused Into...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I y side He wound with toilsome march his long array....old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into...

Cyclopædia of English literature, Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...entranced in prayer, I worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So eweet ger filled the Stuart's throne ; The bigots of the iron time Had called his ray thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused,...

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

Joseph Payne - 1845
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily...life, and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul,1 enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled...

The District School Reader, Or, Exercises in Reading and Speaking: Designed ...

William Draper Swan - 1845 - 484 страници
...thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! 1 gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily...sweet we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the mean while, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy, — Till the...

The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 546 страници
...own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I (rn7ed high-nunding phrases led on the vain, ignorant, and...intoxicated populace to wild excesses and wilder expect worshipp'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not wo are...




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