 | George Keate - Margate (England) - 1790 - 388 pages
...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,...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Ethics - 1812 - 466 pages
...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, transfus'd, Into the mighty VISION passing, there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven !... | |
 | England - 1834 - 918 pages
...like some tweet 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...there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven I " Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pages
...Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — the/e As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive...swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret extacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join my Hymn. 166 Thyself... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pages
...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, transftjs'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven... | |
 | English literature - 1817 - 526 pages
...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 die dilating Soul, cnrapt, tmnsfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there A* in her natural form,... | |
 | English literature - 1817 - 526 pages
...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 the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there As in her natural... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...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...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... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1827 - 404 pages
...listening 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...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake t Green vales and icy clifls all join... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 pages
...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...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song! Awake, my Heart, awake! Green Vales and icy Cliffs, all join... | |
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... 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst 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... 
