 As with a wedge! but when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in...  Gift of Sentiment: A Souvenir for 1854 - Page 98edited by - 1854 - 288 pagesFull view - About this book
 | George Keate - Margate (England) - 1790 - 388 pages
...Eternity. 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...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Ethics - 1812 - 466 pages
...Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my Thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped THE INVISIBLE alone. Yet, like some sweet...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... | |
 | English literature - 1817 - 526 pages
...! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thce Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced in prayer 1 worshipped...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pages
...upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pages
...Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Did'st vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet...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... | |
 | English literature - 1817 - 526 pages
...! 0 dread and silent Mount ! I gaz'd upon thee Tffl thou, still present to the bodily sense, Dids't vanish from my thought ; entranced in prayer 1 worshipped...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... | |
 | England - 1834 - 918 pages
...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...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... | |
 | John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...eternity. Oh dread and silent form ! I gazed on thee Till thou, still present to my bodily eye, Didst vanish from my thought. — Entranced in prayer, 1 worshipped the Invisible alone, Yet thou, methinks, wast working on my soul E'en like some deep enchanting melody, So sweet we know not... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 pages
...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...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... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1827 - 404 pages
...thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worship'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling...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... | |
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