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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 bright... "
Lectures on the British Poets - หน้า 221
โดย Henry Reed - 1860
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Selections from the British Poets, เล่มที่ 2

1840 - 368 หน้า
...end my mortal days. SONNET COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BBIDGE, SEPT. 3, 1803k EARTH has not anything to show more fair : Dull would he be of soul who could...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! VOL. II.— DD TO A HIGHLAND OIRL. SWEET Highland girl,...

Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, เล่มที่ 2

David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 370 หน้า
...WESTMINSTER BRIDGE. EARTH has not any thing to show more (air : Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty ; This city now...sweet will ; Dear God! the very houses seem asleep, And all that mighty heart is lying still! The reader feels as this fine sonnet is wound up with the...

Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, เล่มที่ 2

David Lester Richardson - 1840 - 396 หน้า
...be of soul who could puss by A sight so touching iu its majesty ; This city now doth like a gurmenl wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships,...deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; Dear Uod! the very houses seem asleep, And all that mighty heart is lying ttill! The reader feels as this...

The book of sonnets, ed by A.M. Woodford

A Montagu Woodford - 1841 - 320 หน้า
...are we, and must grieve when even the shade, COMPOSED UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE. EARTH has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could...sweet will; Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free; The holy time is...

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1842 - 504 หน้า
...cordially bestow'd !" From Ecclaitutical Skttcka. SONNET COHMMCD UFON WEfTMIMTEB BttDOE, sEFT. 3, 1803. Earth has not any thing to show more fair: Dull would...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! * THIS poet was born at the little town of Irvine, in...

The Monthly Review

1842 - 610 หน้า
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, ne'er 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 lying still. Who could attempt to displace one word in that sweet sonnet?...

Environs of London: Western Division

John Fisher Murray - 1842 - 322 หน้า
...first splendour, valley, rock, or bill. Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glidelh at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still'" Yet few of the circumjacent towns of the city of London...

Cyclopædia of English literature, เล่มที่ 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 หน้า
...blow his wreathed horn. Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September :l, 1R03. Earth has not anything ration ; when occasion or necessity called upon him,...pecuniary interest, he had no further solicitude. seern asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! On King's College Chapel, Cambridge. Tax...

The Illuminated Magazine, เล่มที่ 2

William James Linton - 1844 - 340 หน้า
...touching in its majesty: This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, hare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! I had scarcely uttered, or rather improvised the concluding...

English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1844 - 92 หน้า
...could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth like a garment wear The heauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes,...calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Ah me ! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! WORDSWORTH. THIRD...




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