 Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing...  The Poetical Melange - Page 2221828Full view - About this book
 | George Keate - 1790 - 388 lehte
...thought, Yea, with my Life, and Life's own secret joy, Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — -there, As in her...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 lehte
...dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty VISION passing, there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my Soul ! not only passive...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... | |
 | 1817 - 526 lehte
...secret Joy ; Till die dilating Soul, cnrapt, tmnsfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there A* in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! •...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... | |
 | 1817 - 526 lehte
...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...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,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 lehte
...Soul, enrapt, 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...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... | |
 | 1834 - 918 lehte
...thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, 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 ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1827 - 404 lehte
...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...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... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 lehte
...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...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 lehte
...my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty Vision passing — there As in her...Cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thou first and chief, sole Sovereign of the Vale ! O struggling with the Darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 lehte
...only passive praise TJioa nwrit ! not alone these swelling tears, Mate ill, inks and secret extacy! Awake, Voice of sweet song! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thon first and chief, sole Sovran of the Vale! 0 straggling with the Darkness all the night, And visited... | |
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