 Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright...  The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts, ed ... - Página 71editado por - 1826Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
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...air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; 10 Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at...sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! (Wordsworth, online) True, in this poem we find references... | |
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