 The beauty of the morning; — silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock,...  Littell's Living Age - 229. oldal1886Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 180 oldal
...sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep; And all... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 oldal
...beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw 1, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! 184 XXVI. XXVII. P ELI ON and Ossa flourish side by side,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 oldal
...sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his o»vn sweet will ; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 oldal
...; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will. Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all... | |
 | 1816 - 692 oldal
...his first splendor, valley, rock or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep! The river glidetb at his own sweet will. Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! Frankfort, after the burial of his relatives, tikes the infection,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 362 oldal
...All bright and glittering .in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1824 - 478 oldal
...sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; — — the very houses seem asleep ; And all that... | |
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1826 - 550 oldal
...steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! Fair is the swan, whose majesty, prevailing O'er brcezcless... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 oldal
...steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! XXVII. OXFORD, MAT 30, 1820. YE sacred Nurseries of blooming... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1899 - 308 oldal
...steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! Conclusion IF these brief Records, by the Muses' art 1827?... | |
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