 How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring nature's universal throne, Her woods, her wilds, her waters, the intense Reply of hers to our intelligence ! Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit? Are the dropping caves Without...  Christian Examiner and Theological Review - Side 811839Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 84 sider
...Wrapt in one blaze; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smileHow often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring Nature's...caves Without a feeling in their silent tears? No, no;—they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before Its hour,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 108 sider
...Her woods, her wilds, her waters, the intense Reply of hers to our intelligence ! / 38 THE ISLAND. Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without...they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before 390 Its hour, and merge our soul in the great shore. Strip off this fond... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 226 sider
...Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile : How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...— they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve their clog and clod of clay before Its hour, and merge our soul in the great shore. Strip off this... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 648 sider
...Wrapt in one blaze; the pure, yet funeral pile, 380 Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no;—they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before 390 Its hour,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 234 sider
...the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile: How often we forget atl time, when lone, Admiring Nature's universal throne,...caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no;—they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve their clog and clod of clay before Its hour,... | |
 | Benjamin Constant - 1824 - 422 sider
...définition tellement d'accord avec la nôtre , que nous ne pouvons nous empêcher de la rapporter ici. How often we forget all time , when lone , Admiring...mountains? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the drooping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no. They woo and clasp us to their spheres,... | |
 | Benjamin Constant - 1824 - 430 sider
...d'accord avec la nôtre , que nous ne pouvons nous empêcher de la rapporter ici. How often we forget ail time , when lone , Admiring nature's universal throne...mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the drooping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no. They woo and clasp us to their spheres... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 332 sider
...reader. Wrapt in one hlaze; the pure, yet funeral pHe, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. How often we forget, all time, when lone, Admiring...intelligence! Live not the stars and mountains? Are the wave* Without a spirit? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears? No, no; —... | |
 | Benjamin Constant - 1824 - 428 sider
...ne pouvons nous empêcher de la rapporter ici. How often we forget all time , \vhen lone , Admhïng nature's universal throne , Her woods , her wilds,...mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the drooping caves \Vithout a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no. They woo and clasp us to their spheres,... | |
 | 1824 - 666 sider
...quotes this passage from the Island, and appends to it the observation which I shall copy at the end. How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring nature's universal throne, Her woods, her wilds, her witter», the intense Reply of hers to our intelligence ! Live not the atan and mountains ? Are the... | |
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