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" 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,... "
The biblical museum. Old Testament - 244. oldal
szerző: James Comper Gray - 1876
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Sketches from Nature: Taken, and Coloured, in a Journey to Margate ..., 1. kötet

George Keate - 1790 - 388 oldal
...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...and let the ice-plains echo, God ! God ! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice ! Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they,...

The Friend: A Series of Essays

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 oldal
...made you glorious, as the Gates of Heaven, Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Sun Cloath you with Rainbows ? Who with living flowers. Of loveliest...Torrents, like a shout of Nations, Answer! And let the Ice plains echo, GOD ! God ! sing, ye meadow streams ! with gladsome voice ! Ye Pine-groves, with your...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 oldal
...made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Suo 167 Cloath you with Rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest...! and let the Ice-plains echo, GOD ! GOD ! sing ye meadow-streams with gladsome voice 1 Ye Pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they...

Blackwood's Magazine, 36. kötet

1834 - 918 oldal
...Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon ? Who hade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest...let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer I and let the ice-plains echo, God ! Godl sing ye meadow-streams with gladsome voice ! Ye pine-groves,...

Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the Almanack

1817 - 494 oldal
...of heaven, • . Beneath the keen full Moon ? who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows ? who witli living flowers Of loveliest blue * spread garlands...torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice plains echo, GOD ! GOD ! sing ye meadow streams ! with gladsome voice ! Ye pine-groves, with your...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 oldal
...and let the Ice-plains echo, GOD ! GOD ! sing ye meadow-streams with gladsome voice ! 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 livery flowers that skirt th'...

The Youth's instructer [sic] and guardian, 17. kötet

1853 - 640 oldal
...the giant oak, bend at the breath of their Maker, and with us, bow their heads to do Him homage. " God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer; and let the ice-plains echo, God! God ! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice; Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds; And they,...

Museum Americanum, Or, Select Antiquities, Curiosities, Beauties, and ...

Charles Hulbert - 1823 - 374 oldal
...as the Gates of Hearen Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Sun Cloath yon with rainbows? Wbo, with living flowers Of loveliest blue spread garlands at your feet ? GOD ! Jet the Torrents, like a shout of Nations Answer ! and let the Ice-plains echo GOD 1 Gon I sing ye...

First flowers, by a literary amateur

First flowers - 1825 - 306 oldal
...Who made yon glorious, as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full MoonT Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows? who with living flowers Of loveliest blue* spread garlands at your feet? GOD 1— let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! — and let the ice-plains echo, GOD ! GOD...

New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British ..., 1. kötet

New elegant extracts - 1827 - 404 oldal
...heaven Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who with living flower* Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? —...sing, ye meadow streams, with gladsome voice ! Ye pine-groves,with your soft and soul -like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And...




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