 As one, who from a dream awaken'd, straight, All he hath seen forgets; yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream; E'en such am I: for all the vision dies, As 'twere, away; and yet the sense of sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles...  The vision; or, Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise, tr. by H.F. Cary - Page 146by Dante Alighieri - 1814Full view - About this book
 | English poetry - 1822 - 382 pages
...straight, All he hath seen forgets; yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream; E'en such am I: for all the vision dies, As 't were, away; and...sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles in my heart. 60 Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unseal'd; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sybil's... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1822 - 388 pages
...straight, All he hath seen forgets; yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream; E'en such am I: for all the vision dies, As 't were, away; and...sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles in my heart. 60 Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unseal'd; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sybil's... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1822
...straight, All he hath seen forgets; yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream; E'en sueh am I: for all the vision dies, As 't were, away; and...yet the sense of sweet, That sprang from it, still triekles in my heart. 60 Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unseal'd; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - Church history - 1835 - 592 pages
...have in these words the recapitulation, the best epitome of the whole argument. The vision dies as it were away, and yet the sense of sweet that sprang from it still remaineth m the heart. As we close this book, which tells of the long thirst appeased, methinks a song... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1842 - 450 pages
...still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream ; E'en such am I : for all the vision dies. As it were, away ; and yet the sense of sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles in my heart. Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unseal'd ; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sibyl's... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1844 - 606 pages
...straight, All he hath seen forgets ; yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream ; E'en such am I : for all the vision dies, As 't were, away ;...sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles in my heart. Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unseal'd ; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sibyl's... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - Hell - 1845 - 636 pages
...retains Impression of the feeling in his dream ; E'en such am I : for all the vision dies, As 'twere, away ; and yet the sense of sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles, in my heart Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unseal'd ; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sibyl's... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - American fiction - 1846 - 546 pages
...straight All he hath seen forgets, yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream, E'en such am I ; for all the vision dies, As 't were, away ;...sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles in my heart. Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unsealed ; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sibyl's... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - American fiction - 1846 - 550 pages
...straight All he hath seen forgets, yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream, E'en such am I ; for all the vision dies, As 't were, away ;...sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles in my heart. Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unsealed ; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sibyl's... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - American fiction - 1846 - 548 pages
...straight All he hath seen forgets, yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream, E'en such am I ; for all the vision dies, As 't were, away ;...sweet, That sprang from it, still trickles in my heart. Thus in the sun-thaw is the snow unsealed ; Thus in the winds on flitting leaves was lost The Sibyl's... | |
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