 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 páginas
...the sky ; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air, Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 páginas
...sky ; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. VI. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Ah me ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that... | |
 | 1864 - 492 páginas
...tiie sky. All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep! The river ghdeth at his own sweet will. Dear God! the very houses seem asleep, And all that... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 páginas
...the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; Dear Heaven ! the very houses seem asleep : And... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 páginas
...the sky ; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, 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... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 páginas
...the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, 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... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - 424 páginas
...the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendour, 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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 páginas
...the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour 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... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 644 páginas
...the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour 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... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 páginas
...the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour 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... | |
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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 bright and glittering in the smokeless air.... 
