 We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour; no, even as the trees That whisper...  Annual Report of the Commissioners ... - Page 271908Full view - About this book
 | England - 1818 - 762 pages
...heaven's brink. " Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's...poesy, glories infinite. Haunt us till they become • cheering light Unto our mils, uid bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast,... | |
 | 1818 - 806 pages
...heaven's brink. " Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's...become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They alway must be with us, or we die.... | |
 | John Keats - 1818 - 232 pages
...heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's...infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light 30 Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They alway... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1818 - 622 pages
...line. Let us see. The following are specimens of his prosodial notions of our English heroic metre. ' Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite.' — p. 4>. ' So plenteously all weed-kidden roots/ — p. 6. ' Of some strange history, potent to send.'... | |
 | English literature - 1818 - 606 pages
...line. Let us see. The following are .specimens of his prosodial notions of our English heroic metre. ' Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite.' — p. 4. ' So plenteously all weed-hidden roots.' — p. 6. ' Of some strange history, potent to send.'... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's...become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They alway must be with us, or we die.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become won tempest-winged chariots of the Ocean, And to us so fut, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'crcast, They always must be with us, or we die.... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 634 pages
...heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essence* For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's...infinite. Haunt us till they become a cheering light [Into our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercaat. They always... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 554 pages
...heaven's brink, Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's...become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast. They always must be with us, or we... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1841 - 254 pages
...heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's...become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They alway must be with us, or we die.... | |
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