Wanderings of a Pilgrim in the Shadow of Mont BlancWiley & Putnam, 1846 - 166 oldal |
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vii. oldal
... feeling in his Dream ; E'en such am I : for all the vision dies , As ' t were , away ; and yet the sense of sweet , That sprang from it , still trickles in my heart . Thus in the sun thaw is the snow unsealed ; Thus in the winds on ...
... feeling in his Dream ; E'en such am I : for all the vision dies , As ' t were , away ; and yet the sense of sweet , That sprang from it , still trickles in my heart . Thus in the sun thaw is the snow unsealed ; Thus in the winds on ...
2. oldal
... feel the beauty and the glory that is around us , when there is a mind at peace within us . Coleridge's words are as true as they are beautiful . " O Lady ! we receive but what we give , And in our life alone does nature live ; Ours is ...
... feel the beauty and the glory that is around us , when there is a mind at peace within us . Coleridge's words are as true as they are beautiful . " O Lady ! we receive but what we give , And in our life alone does nature live ; Ours is ...
5. oldal
... feel their power , then we are rapt by them from earth , away , away , away , into the depths of heaven ! In some circumstances , when we are climbing the mountains , even the mists that hang around them do add to the glory of the view ...
... feel their power , then we are rapt by them from earth , away , away , away , into the depths of heaven ! In some circumstances , when we are climbing the mountains , even the mists that hang around them do add to the glory of the view ...
9. oldal
... feeling that its excellent proprietor has here put his money into a bank , where his Lord at his coming , " will receive his own with usury . " CHAPTER III . Cloud - land and mountain scenery from CHAP . II . ] 11 MONT BLANC FROM GENEVA .
... feeling that its excellent proprietor has here put his money into a bank , where his Lord at his coming , " will receive his own with usury . " CHAPTER III . Cloud - land and mountain scenery from CHAP . II . ] 11 MONT BLANC FROM GENEVA .
10. oldal
... feeling nothing , but the thick mist , the veil of which had closed below and behind me over village , path and preci- pice , and still continued heavy and dark above me , so that I thought I never should get out of it . Suddenly my ...
... feeling nothing , but the thick mist , the veil of which had closed below and behind me over village , path and preci- pice , and still continued heavy and dark above me , so that I thought I never should get out of it . Suddenly my ...
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69. oldal - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
128. oldal - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall. Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon, DEJECTION.
140. oldal - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !" The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous hosanna round.
69. oldal - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost!
127. oldal - ... around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
69. oldal - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
86. oldal - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
68. oldal - 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, we know not we are listening 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 the mighty vision passing— there As in her natural form, swelled...
171. oldal - Ever drifting, drifting, drifting On the shifting Currents of the restless heart; Till at length in books recorded, They, like hoarded Household words, no more depart.
127. oldal - To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran, And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.