 Which, from the stilly twilight of the place, And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven Mingled their mossy boughs, and from the sound Of the invisible breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the...  Poems - Pàgina 39per William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 274 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1826 - 520 pàgines
...not resist the sacred influences, That, from the stilly twilight of the place, And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven Mingled their mossy boughs,...breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole o'er him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why... | |
 | 1824 - 494 pàgines
...not resist the sacred iufluences, That, from the stilly twilight of the place, And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven Mingled their mossy boughs,...breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole o'er him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why... | |
 | 1825 - 574 pàgines
...iufluences, That, from the stilly twilight of the place, And from the gray old trunks that high in heave* Mingled their mossy boughs, and from the sound Of...breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole o'er him, and bowed H,- spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, wby... | |
 | 1825 - 492 pàgines
...green tops, stole o'er him, and howed His spirit with the thought of houndless power And inaccessihle majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years,...neglect God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore Only among the crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised. Let me, at leatt, Here, in the shadow... | |
 | 1826 - 192 pàgines
...boughs, and from the sound Of the invisible breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole o'er him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless...neglect God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore Only among the crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised. Let me, at least, Here, in the shadow... | |
 | 1826 - 524 pàgines
...not resist the sacred influences That, from the stilly twilight of the place And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven Mingled their mossy boughs,...breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole o'er him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, whyShould... | |
 | 1826 - 518 pàgines
...not resist the sacred influences, That, from the stilly twilight of the place, And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven" Mingled their mossy boughs,...breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole o'er him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why... | |
 | 1826 - 192 pàgines
...not resist the sacred influences, That, from the stilly twilight of the place, And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven Mingled their mossy boughs,...breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole o'er him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1828 - 320 pàgines
...that swayed at once And inaccessible Majesty. Ah, why His spirit with the thought of boundless Power Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore That our frail hands have raised ! Let me, at least, Only among the crowd, and under roofs Here, in... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1829 - 290 pàgines
...not resist the sacred influences, That, from the stilly twilight of the place, And from the gray old trunks, that, high in heaven, Mingled their mossy...neglect God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore Only among the crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised ! Let me, at least, Here, in the shadow... | |
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