| George Keate - 1790 - 388 หน้า
...still' present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet like some sweet, beguiling...vision passing — -there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1812 - 466 หน้า
...still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my Thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped THE INVISIBLE alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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 !... | |
| 1834 - 918 หน้า
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worthipped the Invisible alone. " Yet, like some tweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...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... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 หน้า
...still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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... | |
| 1817 - 526 หน้า
...still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. " Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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,... | |
| 1817 - 526 หน้า
...still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. " Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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... | |
| New elegant extracts - 1827 - 404 หน้า
...stay the morning star In his steep course ? so long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head, O sovran Blanc ! The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly...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... | |
| John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 หน้า
...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... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 หน้า
...still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling...mighty Vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest! not alone these swelling... | |
| 1828 - 814 หน้า
...still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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,... | |
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