 | 1850 - 602 oldal
...ceaseless rain pattering on the roof and windows ; when he is in good humor, it is •' A noise like to a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." It is surely not required of any one who forms an estimate of Robert Owen's system, that all he has... | |
 | Sights - 1844 - 104 oldal
...of our poets, finely describing a ship, speaks of its sails making a pleasant noise, " The noise as of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the silent woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." Another tells of " A season atween June and May, Half... | |
 | Thomas Henry White - 1845 - 474 oldal
...Instruments, Now like a 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...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... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 oldal
...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...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship... | |
 | Thomas Henry White - 1845 - 492 oldal
...Instruments, Now like a 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...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... | |
 | Henry Allon - 1845 - 690 oldal
...but strictly poetical in their character. Thus the stanza of Coleridge's ' Ancient Mariner': — ' It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.' Or that glorious passage in Shakespeare — ' How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 oldal
...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...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. " Till noon we quietly sail'd on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...platfd, Singing of Mount Mora. That 1s but one note of a music ever sweet, yet never cloying. It ceas'd ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 oldal
...play'd, Singing 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...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 oldal
...play'd, Singing 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...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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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 sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. 
