 Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. "Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet,...  Wanderings of a Pilgrim in the Shadow of Mont Blanc - Pàgina 68per George Barrell Cheever - 1846 - 166 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pàgines
...So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts, Yea, with my 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... | |
 | Robert Smith - 1846 - 434 pàgines
...worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not wo are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending...and Life's own secret joy, Till the dilating soul, enwrapt, transfused, Into the inighty vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast... | |
 | 1846 - 780 pàgines
...Invisible alone ! Yet like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are list'ning toit, Thou the meanwhile wast blending with my thought, — Yea, with my life and life's own secret j°y ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing, — then, As in... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 pàgines
...worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending...there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven I Awake, my soul ! Not only passive praise Thou mvest ; not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks,... | |
 | John William Lester - 1847 - 376 pàgines
...worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending...enrapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing— then, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1847 - 606 pàgines
...intellect yielded to the Yet like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet we know nol we are list'ning to it, Thou the meanwhile wast blending with my thought,...enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing, — then, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to heaven !" spell ; and in reading some of his coarse... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 pàgines
...know not we are listening to it, Thou, the mean while, was. blending with my Thought Yea with my Lile and Life's own secret Joy : Till the dilating Soul, e'nrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing—there Aa Ln her natural form, svvell'd vast to Heaven! Awake, my soul! not only passive praise... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders, Joshua Chase Sanders - 1848 - 468 pàgines
...worshiped the INVISIBLE alone. . Yet like some sweet beguiling melody, . So sweet we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending...there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! 2. Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ; — not alone these swelling tears, Mute... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 688 pàgines
...my thought; entranced in prayer Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 414 pàgines
...worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it,} Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending...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... | |
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