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" Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the Vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink... "
The Book of Poetry - الصفحة 106
المحررون: - 1844 - عدد الصفحات: 264
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Sketches from Nature: Taken, and Coloured, in a Journey to Margate ..., المجلد 1

George Keate - 1790 - عدد الصفحات: 388
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — -there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join...

The Friend: A Series of Essays

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 466
...transfus'd, Into the mighty VISION passing, there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my Soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling Tears, Mute Thanks and secret extacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet Song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join...

Blackwood's Magazine, المجلد 36

1834 - عدد الصفحات: 918
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven I " Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green vales and icy dills, all join my Hymn. " Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the Vale I O struggling with the darkness...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, المجلد 80

1817 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...tmnsfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there A* in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! • • Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...song ! Awake, my Heart, awake! Green Vales and icy Clifis, all join my Hymn. " Thou first and chief, sole Sovran of the Vale! 0 struggling with the Darknessall...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret extacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake...Cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thou first and chief, sole Sovran of the Vale ! O struggling with the Darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops...

Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 334
...transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — the/e As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret extacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join...

The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, المجلد 80

1817 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! •- Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest I not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake Voice of sweet bung I Awake, шу Heart, awake .' -2« my Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join Hymn. " Thou first...

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

New elegant extracts - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...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 Thou owest...Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake t Green vales and icy clifls all join my hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! O struggling...

Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day ...

John Johnstone - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...transfused, Into the mighty Vision passing—there, As in her natural form, swelTd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul! not only passive praise Thou owest!...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join...

The Poetical Melange

1828 - عدد الصفحات: 814
...VOL. II. L Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...cliffs all join my hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops...




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