 | Henry Francis Cary - 1846 - 434 страница
...your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man belov'd of God, Through glooms, which never woodman trod,...oft, pursuing fancies holy, My moonlight way o'er flow'ring weeds I wound, Inspir'd beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable... | |
 | Henry Francis Cary - 1846 - 436 страница
...woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, My moonlight way o'er flow'ring weeds I wound, Inspir'd beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound! O, ye loud waves, and O, ye forests high, And O, ye clouds, that far above me soar"d! Thou rising sun!... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 310 страница
...slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms,...folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! O ye loud Waves ! and O ye Forests high ! And O ye Clouds that far above me soared ! Thou rising... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 страница
...Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have maile a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like n man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never woodman...folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound! 0 ye loud Waves! and O ye Forests high ! And O ye Clouds that far above me soar'd! Thou rising Sun!... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 406 страница
...a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, By moonlight way o'er flowering weeds I wound, Inspired,...folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! O ye loud Waves ! and O ye Forests high ! And O ye Clouds that far above me soared ! Thou rising... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 414 страница
...slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms,...never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, By moonlight way o'er flowering weeds I wound, Inspired, beyond the guess of folly, By each rude shape... | |
 | John Ruskin - 1849 - 306 страница
...slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms,...folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! O ye loud Waves ! and O ye Forests high ! And O ye Clouds that far above me soared ! Thou rising... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 страница
...reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Нате made a solemn music of the wind ! Where. like a man beloved of God, Through glooms,...never woodman trod, How oft, pursuing fancies holy, My mnunlight way o'er flowering weeds I wound, Iiwptred, beyond the guess of folly, Вт «ach rude shape... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 728 страница
...slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms,..., By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! 0 ye loud Waves ! and 0 ye Forests high ! And 0 ye Clouds that far above me soared ! Thou rising... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 страница
...slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches, swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms,...folly, By each rude shape and wild unconquerable sound ! O ye loud waves! and O ye iorests high! And O ye clouds that far above me soared ! Thou rising sun... | |
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Woods! that listen to the night-birds' singing, Midway the smooth and perilous slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never woodman... 
