 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,...  Blackwood's Magazine - الصفحة 5211834عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | George Keate - 1790 - عدد الصفحات: 388
...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...-there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...vanish from my Thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped THE INVISIBLE alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling Melody So sweet, we know not we are listening...Life's own secret Joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty VISION passing, there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven !... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...Life's own secret Joy ; Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — the/e As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven... | |
 | 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...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...Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Till die dilating Soul, cnrapt, tmnsfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there A* in her natural form,... | |
 | 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...Invisible alone. " Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Tul the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there As in her natural... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipp'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening...dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty Vision passing—there, As in her natural form, swelTd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul! not only passive praise... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worship'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 thoughts, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 374
...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...there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks... | |
 | 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 814
...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 : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 838
...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, Than, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till... | |
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