 To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never...  The British Churchman - 312. oldal1844Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1856 - 722 oldal
...follow-out their pursuits upon a more extensive scale, and annually visit the Highlands of Scotland, " To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock, that never needi a fold ; Alone o'er iteeps and foaming falls to lean : This is not solitude ; 'tis bat to hold... | |
 | 1813 - 996 oldal
...give the truly beautiful portrait of " Solitude," which follows : " To sit on rocks, to muse o'er Bood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene....things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot-path ne'er, or rarely been; To climb the trackless mouulaiu all unseen, With the wild flock, that... | |
 | 1811 - 600 oldal
...meditations. There is great power, we think, and great bitterness of soul, in the fallowing stan/as. ' To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude 4 'tis but to hold Converse with... | |
 | 1812 - 560 oldal
...A flashing pamj! of which the weary breast Would snll, albeit in vain, the heavy heart divest. XXV. To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with... | |
 | 1811 - 546 oldal
...meditations. There is great power, we think, and great bitterness of soul, in the following stanzas. ' To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with... | |
 | 1812 - 708 oldal
...grace, they frequently possess. Let us take, for example, the two following stanzas on solitude. ' To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...unseen, •< With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foamiug falls to lean ;..,.. This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold „. Converse... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - 510 oldal
...phase ; But Mauritania's giant shadows frown, From mountain cliff to coast descending sombre down. XXV. To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1812 - 506 oldal
...phase; But Mauritania's giant shadows frown, From mountain cliff to coast descending sombre down. XXV. To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with... | |
 | 1812 - 528 oldal
...thought is decked in the graces of unborrowed poetry, and appears in all the charms of originality. " To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's... | |
 | Enos Bronson - 1812 - 562 oldal
...flashing pang! of which the weary breast Would stilli albeit in vain, the heavy heart divest. XXV. To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly...climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flsck that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude... | |
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