 | Great Britain - 1864 - 974 pages
...glittering in the smokeless air. Kever did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, lock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will. Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep, And all that mighty heart ¡a... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 pages
...in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1865 - 316 pages
...in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 pages
...touching in its majesty : This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | 1865 - 448 pages
...bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 pages
...in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep And all that mighty heart is... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866 - 408 pages
...touching in its majesty : This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silont, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth nt his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
 | Robert Armstrong (master of Madras coll) - 1866 - 142 pages
...touching in its majesty: This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pages
...in its majesty ; This city now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning, silent, bare; Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - American poetry - 1866 - 412 pages
...touching in its majesty : This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...splendour valley, rock, or hill : Ne'er saw I, never telt, a calm so deep. The river glideth at its own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep... | |
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Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All... 
