 | John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - 612 pàgines
...lonely flute, And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. "It ceased; yet still the sails made on, A pleasant noise till noon ; A...the sleeping woods all night, Singeth a quiet tune." The sleeping woods ! I never heard them snore, but I'll he sworn I have seen them in their dusky slumbers,... | |
 | 1843 - 602 pàgines
...lonely flute, And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. " It ceased; yet still the sails made on, A pleasant noise till noon ; A...the sleeping woods all night, Singeth a quiet tune." The sleeping woods ! I never heard them snore, but I'll be sworn I have seen them in their dusky slumbers,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pàgines
...lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise...smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath. Under the keel nine fathom deep, From the land of mist and snow, The spirit slid ; and it was he That... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still петег a breeze did breathe ; Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath. Under... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 pàgines
...lonely flute, And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise...smoothly went the ship Moved onward from beneath. Under the keel, nine fathom deep, From the land of mist and snow, The spirit slid ; and it was he That... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pàgines
...flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. •• It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise...night Singeth a quiet tune. " Till noon we quietly sail'd on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath.... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pàgines
...of Mount Mora. That ts but one note of a music ever sweet, yet never cloying. It ccas'd; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. v • The stanzas of the poem from which this extract is made (The Ancient Mariner] generally consist... | |
 | Thomas Henry White - 1845 - 474 pàgines
...lonely Flute, And now it is an Angel's Song, That makes the Heav'ns be mute. " It ceased ; yet still the Sails made on A pleasant noise till Noon, A noise...sleeping Woods, all night, Singeth a quiet tune." COLERIDGE'S Ancient Mariner. Even such is Life ! where the loftier Virtues and the most prominent situation... | |
 | Thomas Henry White - 1845 - 492 pàgines
...lonely Flute, And now it is an Angel's Song, That makes the Heav'ns be mute. " It ceased ; yet still the Sails made on A pleasant noise till Noon, A noise...sleeping Woods, all night, Singeth a quiet tune." COLERIDGE'S Ancient Mariner, Even such is Life ! where the loftier Virtues and the most prominent situation... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pàgines
...of Mount Abora. That is but one note of a music ever sweet, yet never cloying. It ceas'd ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. The stanzas of the poem from which this extract is made ( The Ancient Mariner) generally consist of... | |
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twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the... 
