 Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes; As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...  The New Monthly Magazine - Page 1571860Full view - About this book
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 464 pages
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices always full of love And joyous ! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! and I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge,... | |
 | 1833
...we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars. And hark ! the nightingale begins its song. He crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburden his full soul Of all its music." 3. The garden warbler. This hird much resembles the nightingale... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 428 pages
...A melancholy bird ! Oh, idle thought ! In nature there is nothing melancholy. * * * 'Tis the merrry nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates...night Would be too short for him to utter forth His lone chant, and disburden his full soul Of all its music ! I know a grove Of large extent, hard by... | |
 | Comparative linguistics - 1898
...Conversation Poem': "A melancholy bird ? Oh ! idle thought ! In Nature there is nothing melancholy. 'tis the merry nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes As lie were fearful that an april night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant and disburthen... | |
 | Brain - 1915 - 132 pages
...rhythmically. COLERIDGE, EXPERIMENT XIII Tis the merry nightingale Beside a brook in mossy forest dell, That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 2002 - 256 pages
...Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, 45 As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 2002 - 256 pages
...different lore: we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, 45 As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Ballads, English - 2003 - 312 pages
...different lore: we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance! Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a casde huge,... | |
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