 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 432 páginas
...bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | 1855 - 712 páginas
...in its majesty : The city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning : silent, bare — Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | John Timbs - 1855 - 1026 páginas
...silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples, lie Open unto the Melds, and to the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never...valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm ao deep ! The river glideth at its own sweet will : Dear God I Ihe very houses seem asleep. And all... | |
 | John Timbs - 1855 - 818 páginas
...unto the fields, and to the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun mire beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock,...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at its own sweet will : Dear God Í the very houses seem asleep. And all that mighty heart... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1855 - 590 páginas
...bright and glittering iu the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | Historic Society of Lancashire and Cheshire - 1856 - 360 páginas
...in its majesty: The city now doth like a garment wear The beanty of the morning : silent, bare — Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; Dear God ! the very houses seem Asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 páginas
...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...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 páginas
...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...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 páginas
...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...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 páginas
...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...Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; Dear Heaven ! the very houses seem asleep : And all that mighty heart... | |
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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... 
