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" Can Music's voice, can Beauty's eye, Can Painting's glowing hand supply, A charm so suited to my mind, As blows this hollow gust of wind, As drops this little weeping rill, Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While through the west, where sinks the... "
The Mysteries of Udolpho: A Romance; Interspersed with Some Pieces of Poetry - الصفحة 261
بواسطة Ann Ward Radcliffe - 1806
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Essays of American Essayists: Including Biographical and Critical Sketches ...

1900 - عدد الصفحات: 456
...ideal world of poetry : "Why lure me from these pale retreats? Why rob me of these pensive sweets? Can Music's voice, can Beauty's eye, Can Painting's...rill. Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray?...

The Letters of Thomas Gray: Including the Correspondence of Gray ..., المجلد 1

Thomas Gray - 1900
...and n. 3 The four Odes which I had j ust published separately.— Mason. 4 Mason says the lines are : "While thro' the west, where sinks the crimson Day,...twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray," etc. 5 ' ' and ancient Greece. " — Mitford and (independently) Mr. Gosse. Wharton has been reading...

English Men of Letters: Pope, by Leslie Stephen, 1900; Johnson by Leslie ...

1900
...borrowing the mere shell and outward echo of Gray's poetical performances. The famous While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray. which Gray pronounced "superlative," and which the modern reader must admit to be pretty, belong also...

Alexander Pope

Leslie Stephen - 1902 - عدد الصفحات: 216
...borrowing the mere shell and outward echo of Gray's poetical performances. The famous While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray. which Gray pronounced "superlative," and which the modern reader must admit to be pretty, belong also...

Wet days at Edgewood with old farmers, old gardeners, and old pastorals

Donald Grant Mitchell - 1907
...remember his "English Garden," — longer than I remember his best couplet of verse: — "While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray." It was alleged, indeed, by those who loved to say ill-natured things, (Horace Walpole among them,)...

Poets' Country

Andrew Lang, John Churton Collins - 1907 - عدد الصفحات: 363
...natural, but that he should have pronounced two lines in one of his friend's odes : — While through the West, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey — superb, is not easily explained. Few men contributed more to the Romantic Revival than the...

Composition and Style: A Complete Literary Handbook and Manual with a Guide ...

Robert D. Blackman - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...faultering whispers wake. And Evening conies with locks bedropt with dew.- — Mickle. While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey. Mason. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her...

The Atlantic Monthly, المجلد 13

1864
...remember his " English Garden," — longer than I remember his best couplet of verse : — " While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray." • Many of the bibliographers, even, have omitted mention of it. t Of which the first book was published...

The Mysteries of Udolpho

Ann Ward Radcliffe - 2005 - عدد الصفحات: 699
...spirits were entirely overcome, and she retired to her room. CHAPTER IX Can Music's voice, can Beauty 's eye, Can Painting's glowing hand, supply A charm so...rill Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill; While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners grey...
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The World's Great Classics: Essays of American essayists

Timothy Dwight, Julian Hawthorne - 1899
...ideal world of poetry : " Why lure me from these pale retreats? Why rob me of these pensive sweets? Can Music's voice, can Beauty's eye, Can Painting's...rill, Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray?...




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