When I have gazed From some high eminence on goodly vales And cots and villages embowered below, The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scene so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest and call it home. Poems - Page 216by Robert Southey - 1797 - 218 pagesFull view - About this book
| Robert Southey - Botany Bay (N.S.W.) - 1799 - 226 pages
...found. Often at eve, Amid my wanderings I have seen far off The lonely light that spake of.comfort there ; It told my 'heart of many a joy of home, And...high eminence on goodly vales And cots and villages embower' d below, The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scene so fair, nor one... | |
| English poetry - 1800 - 318 pages
...hills, - When I have gaz'd From some high eminence on goodly vales, And cots and villages erhbower'd below, The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest, and call it home. SOUTHEV'S Hjmn... | |
| Robert Southey - English poetry - 1800 - 314 pages
...swam with tears, that all the view Prom sovran Brocken., woods, and woody hills, • When I have gaz'd From some high eminence on goodly vales, And cots...thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest, and call it horn';. •SouTIIEV's... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 pages
...and woody hills, Floated away, like a departing dream, Feeble and dim ! Stranger, these impulses • When I have gazed From some high eminence on goodly vales, And cots and villages embowered below, The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair, nor one... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 pages
...impulses • When I have gazed From some high eminence on goodly vales, And cots and villages embowered below, The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest, and call it bome. SOVTHEY'* Hymn... | |
| Robert Southey - 1823 - 258 pages
...cleansed With many a mystic form ; ye ask the heart Made pure, and by domestic Peace and Love Hallow'd to you. Hearken your hymn of praise, PENATES ! to...Amid the scene so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest, and call it home. There is a magic in that little word : It is a mystic circle... | |
| British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...cleansed With many a mystic form, ye ask the heart Made pure, and by domestic Peace and Lovo Hallow'd to you. Hearken your hymn of praise, PENATES ! to...Amid the scene so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest, and call it Лоте. There is a magic in that little word ; It is a mystic... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 pages
...hills, * When I have gazed From some high emineiice on goodly vales, And cots and villages embowered below, The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest, aud call it home. SOUTHEY'S Hymn... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 400 pages
...proud, Yea, mine eye swam with tears : that all the view From sovran Brocken, woods and woody hills, * When I have gazed From some high eminence on goodly vales, And cots and villages embowered below, The thought would rise that all to me was strange Amid the scenes so fair, nor one... | |
| Robert Southey - 1839 - 840 pages
...that spake of comfort there, It told my heart of many a joy of home, When I was homeless. Often, as I gazed From some high eminence on goodly vales, And...Amid the scene so fair, nor one small spot Where my tired mind might rest, and coll it Home. There is a magic in that little word : It is a mystic circle... | |
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