| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 páginas
...Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my Thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped THE INVISIBLE alone. Yet, like some sweet...Life's own secret Joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty VISION passing, there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven !... | |
| 1817 - 526 páginas
...habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thce Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced...Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Till die dilating Soul, cnrapt, tmnsfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there A* in her natural form,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 páginas
...upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like...Life's own secret Joy : Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transftjs'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 páginas
...Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet...Life's own secret Joy ; Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — the/e As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven... | |
| 1817 - 526 páginas
...habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee Tffl thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced...melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Tul... | |
| John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 páginas
...from eternity. Oh dread and silent form ! I gazed on thee Till thou, still present to my bodily eye, Didst vanish from my thought. — Entranced in prayer, 1 worshipped the Invisible alone, Yet thou, methinks, wast working on my soul E'en like some deep enchanting melody, So sweet we know not... | |
| John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 páginas
...still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipp'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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 praise... | |
| New elegant extracts - 1827 - 404 páginas
...thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worship'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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 praise... | |
| 1828 - 814 páginas
...habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced...to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused,... | |
| British poets - 1828 - 838 páginas
...^n/.'il upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranc'd in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like...melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Than, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till... | |
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