 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...  Prize Essay and Lectures, Delivered Before the American Institute of ... - Side 17av American Institute of Instruction - 1843Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | George Keate - 1790 - 388 sider
...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 — -there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... | |
 | 1834 - 918 sider
...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 — 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 - 1828 - 374 sider
...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 — 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 - 1831 - 628 sider
...blending with my Thought, Yea with my Life and Life's own secret Joy : Till the dilating Soitl, enrapt, ret ( swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praire Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... | |
 | Madame Calderón de la Barca (Frances Erskine Inglis) - 1834 - 280 sider
...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, — there, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to heaven.' This is the essence of true poetry : the philosophic theory, poetic beauty,... | |
 | 1834 - 896 sider
...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 — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! " Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1835 - 328 sider
...with my thoughts, 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 ! Awake, my soul ! Not only passive praise Thou owest ; not alone these swelling... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 sider
...blending with my thoughts, 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... | |
 | Charles Edwards Lester - 1838 - 272 sider
...blending with my thought, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enwrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven." God has left the sacred impresses of his divinity on all his works, and there... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 sider
...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 — there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ' Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thouowest! not alone these swelling... | |
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