 | 1828 - 814 páginas
...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 thoughts, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy :... | |
 | 1829 - 558 páginas
...bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipp'd the Invisible alone. Yet like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, was't blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life, and Life's own secret Joy :... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 páginas
...sense, Did'et vanish from my thought : entranc'd 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 :... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 páginas
...bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshtpp'd the Invisible alone. Yet, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea with my Life and Life's own secret Joy : Till... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1847 - 892 páginas
...thousand analogies. This, wo think, has somewhat affected the naturalness and freedom of his imagery. \VTe should prefer, had he allowed the beauties of nature to slide into his soul, and to blond with his thoughts — " Like some sweet beguiling melody; So sweet, we know not we are listening... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...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... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 páginas
...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 thoughts, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy,—... | |
 | 1834 - 896 páginas
...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... | |
 | Madame Calderón de la Barca (Frances Erskine Inglis) - 1834 - 280 páginas
...sense, Did'st vanish from my thought ; entranced in prayer, I worshipp'd 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 ;... | |
 | Isaac Clarke Pray - 1836 - 202 páginas
...he can describe the most pathetic sentiments, and in his own words, can fasten our attention, E'en like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it. Or he can make us shudder and tremble, in describing the terrific scenes in his Ancient Mariner. Coleridge... | |
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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,... 
