 | 1845 - 442 pàgines
...that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning I VOL. XVIII. NO. III. Z And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." But though thus at intervals relieved, he could not but feel himself dismally alone, and now gladly... | |
 | Thomas Henry White - 1845 - 492 pàgines
...verdure and that sweet music which renders this soft nested valley and its environs so delicious. " And now 'twas like all Instruments, Now like a lonely...Flute, And now it is an Angel's Song, That makes the Heav'ns be mute. " It ceased ; yet still the Sails made on A pleasant noise till Noon, A noise like... | |
 | Thomas Henry White - 1845 - 474 pàgines
...verdure and that sweet music which renders this soft nested valley and its environs so delicious. " And now 'twas like all Instruments, Now like a lonely...Flute, And now it is an Angel's Song, That makes the Heav'ns be mute. " It ceased ; yet still the Sails made on A pleasant noise till Noon, A noise like... | |
 | 1863 - 1154 pàgines
...water : spring water, as we should say; and we all know how we love a clear fresh running stream " In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." The water from such a stream is brighter, purer, and fresher, than that drawn from a stagnantwell or... | |
 | John Walker Ord - 1845 - 434 pàgines
...stream — this gentle prattling water : — " And now it is all instrument, Now like a gentle lute, And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." Lo, too, that ancient cottage ! Its walls are ruined and desolate, the rafters are broken down, the... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pàgines
...birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 't was like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute, And...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pàgines
...all little birds that are, How they seem'd to fill the tea and air With their sweet jargoning ! '. And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely...sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like rif a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet... | |
 | Henrietta Camilla Jenkin - 1846 - 954 pàgines
...enjoyments ; they will not talk to you in any intellectual way. They know nothing of • A noise as of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the listening woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.' Is not this charming, Miss Cleveland? And is it not... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 216 pàgines
...little birds that are, How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! 34 THE FIG. And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. CONCLUSION. Farewell, farewell ! but this I tell To thee, thou wedding guest ; He prayeth well who... | |
 | Book - 1847 - 206 pàgines
...little birds that are, How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! 34 THE PIG. And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. CONCLUSION. Farewell, farewell ! but this I tell To thee, thou wedding guest ; He prayeth well who... | |
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It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. 
