| John Aikin - 1838 - Страниц: 750
...Here, if the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft woodlark here did never chant Her vespers, nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering...from the shadowy heights, And blind recesses of the cavern'd rocks ; The little hills, and waters numberless, Inaudible by daylight, blend their notes... | |
| John Aikin - 1838 - Страниц: 796
...if the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft wjodlark here did never chant Her v(s¡iers, nature soon be lost, And leaving footsteps to be traced by...genius ; one who saw, Observed, nor shunn'd the bus cavern'd rocks ; The little hills, and waters numberless, Inaudible by daylight, blend their notes... | |
| 1839 - Страниц: 650
...is blessedness and love 1 " Into the inmost depths of his soul, as he pursues his daily course, -" The whispering air Sends inspiration from the shadowy...heights And blind recesses of the caverned rocks." And in some sequestered spot, where the rocks shut out all outward objects but the azure sky, the solitary... | |
| 1839 - Страниц: 538
...the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft wood-lark here did never chant Her vespers, — Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering...heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice — the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above... | |
| Caleb Sprague Henry, Joseph Green Cogswell - 1839 - Страниц: 540
...wood-lark here did never chant Her vespers, — Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. Tho whispering air Sends inspiration from the shadowy...heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice — the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1841 - Страниц: 400
...the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft woodlark here did never chant Her vespers, — Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering...heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice — the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above... | |
| John Wilson - 1842 - Страниц: 426
...Here, if the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft woodlark here did never chant Her vespers, Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering...from the shadowy heights, And blind recesses of the cavern'd rocks ; The little rills and waters numberless, Inaudible by daylight, blend their notes With... | |
| John Wilson - 1842 - Страниц: 414
...Here, if the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft woodlark here did never chant Her vespers, Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering...from the shadowy heights, And blind recesses of the cavern'd rocks; The little rills and waters numberless, Inaudible by daylight, blend their notes With... | |
| James Robert Boyd - 1844 - Страниц: 372
...H«re, if the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft woodlark here did never chant Her vespers, Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering...from the shadowy heights, And blind recesses of the cavem'd rocks ; s The little rills and waters numberless, InauiMe by daylight, blend their notes With... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1845 - Страниц: 660
...the solemn nightingale be mute, And the soft woodlark here did never chant Her vespers, — Nature fails not to provide Impulse and utterance. The whispering...heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice — the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above... | |
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