 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825
...Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramius, sit and smile. How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no ; — they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 776 pages
...same, Wrapt in one blaze; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile. cavea Without a feeling in their silent tears ¥ No, BU;— they woo and clasp us to their spheres.... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826
...ŕč'Wrapt in one blaze ; the pure, yet fuoer»! pile. Where gentle hearts, like Brnmin«, «t and smile. How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...Nature's universal throne. Her woods, her wilds, her water«, the ¡nteaK Reply of her* to our intelligence! Live not the stars and mountain« f Are lV... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1827
...her waters, the intense Ht-ply of /'ers to our intelligence! Live not the stars aud mountains? Arc the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tear*? No, no;- — they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of cl.iv before... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1827
...hath gone With a sigh as it pass'd on : I care not tho' it perish With a thought I then did cherish. How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring Nature's universal throne ; Her woods — her wilds—her mountains— the intense Reply of HERS to OUR intelligence ! jjiN youth have I known one... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 718 pages
...universal throne, Her woods, her wilds, her walers, the intense Heply oí hers to our intelligence 1 Live not the stars and mountains? Are the waves Without...the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears? No, no :— they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before... | |
 | Henri Benjamin de Constant de Rebecque - 1830
...ici. How often we forget ail time , when lone , Admiring nature's universal thronc, Her woods , hcr wilds , her waters , the intense Reply of hers to...mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit? Are the drooping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? « TVo , no. They woo and clasp us to their... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831
...same, Wrapt in one blaze; the pure, yet funeral pile, Where gentle hearts, like Bramins, sit and smile, How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring...the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears? No, no;— they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay hefore... | |
 | Charles Hodge - 1831
...heart a misanthrope, in language a blasphemer, and in life a debauchee—could thus feel and write : " How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring nature's...Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping eaves No—no—they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Without a feeling in their silent tears ? Dissolve... | |
 | 1825
...quotes this passage from the Island, and appends to it the observation which I shall copy at the end. How often we forget all time, when lone Admiring nature's...mountains ! Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the drooping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears .' No — no — they woo anil clasp us to their... | |
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How often we forget all time, when lone, Admiring nature's universal throne, Her woods, her wilds, her waters, the intense Reply of hers to our intelligence ! Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit? Are the dropping caves Without... 
