 Streaming from off the sun like seraph's wings, Now yawns all desolate : now loud, now fainter, The gale sweeps through its fretwork, and oft sings The owl his anthem, where the silenced quire Lie with their hallelujahs quench'd like fire.  Don Juan: Cantos XII.-XIII.-and XIV - Pàgina 86per George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 168 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Leigh Hunt - 1823 - 424 pàgines
...some thoughts divinei '" ' ,' , '* A mighty window, hollow in the centre, , --•.•.•>! ••& Shorn of its glass of thousand colourings, ; ; Through...fainter, The gale sweeps through its fretwork, and oft sihgs The owl his anthem, where the silenced quire Lie with their hallelujahs quench'd like fire. But... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 226 pàgines
...superstition, weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship, wake some thoughts divine. A mighty window, hollow in the centre ; Shorn of its...once could enter, Streaming from off the sun like seraphs' wings, Now yawns all desolate : now loud, now fainter, The gale sweeps through its fretwork... | |
 | Luke Booker - 1825 - 190 pàgines
...lofty arch, that once screen'd many an aisle, Long since has disappear'da loss to Art:— A spacious Window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its glass of thousand colourings, Thro' which the deepen'd glories once could enter, Now yawns all desolate ! Now loud,—now fainter,... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 pàgines
...superstition, weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship, wake tome thoughts divine. A mighty window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its...once could enter, Streaming from off the sun like seraph'* wings, Now yawns all desolate: now loud, now fainter, The gale sweeps through its fretwork,... | |
 | George Wilkins - 1826 - 462 pàgines
...superstition, weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship, wake some thoughts divine. A mighty window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its glass of thousand colourings, Thro' which the deepen'd glories once could enter, Streaming off from the sun like seraph's wings,... | |
 | George Wilkins - 1826 - 466 pàgines
...superstition, weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship, wake some thoughts divine. A mighty window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its glass of thousand colourings, Thro' which the deepen'd glories once could enter, Streaming off from the sun like seraph's wings,... | |
 | George Clinton - 1828 - 888 pàgines
...superstition, weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship wake some thoughts divine. A mighty window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its glass of thousand colourings, Through which the deepened glories once could enter, Streaming from off the sun like seraph's wings, Now yawns all desolate... | |
 | 1828 - 268 pàgines
...weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship, wake some thoughts divine. ' A mighty window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its glass of thousand colourings, Thro' which the deepened glories once could enter. Streaming off from the sun like seraph's wings.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 542 pàgines
...weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship wake some thoughts divine. LXII. A mighty window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its...which the deepen'd glories once could enter, Streaming fflbm off the sun like seraph's wings, Now yawns all desolate : now loud, now fainter, The gale sweeps... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1832 - 456 pàgines
...or wild, Bnt even the faintest relies of a shrine Of any worship, wake some thonghts divine. LXII. A mighty window, hollow in the centre, Shorn of its glass of thonsand colonrings. Throngh which the deepen'd glories once conld enter, Streaming from otf the snn... | |
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