Earth has not anything to show more fair: 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... Poems, selected and ed. by R.A. Willmott. Illustr - Página 206por William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 páginas
...touching in its majesty : This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, ; for when he had no pecuniary interest, he had no further solicitude. at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seern asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying... | |
| William James Linton - 1844 - 340 páginas
...touching in its majesty: This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, hare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...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 lying... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 páginas
...ftilpnt. Ictrc, Ship«, towers, domes, theatre«, and temples lie Open onto the fields and to the sky, All ht robes the butterfly unfold, Broke from her wintry...* ? Who can with her for easy pleasure vie 1 From Talley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep I The river glideth at his own sweet... | |
| 1865 - 820 páginas
...All bright and open 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 is lying... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 páginas
...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...valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a cahu so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And... | |
| Edward Waylen - 1846 - 532 páginas
...towers, domes, theatres, and churches lie Open unto the sea, and to the sky, All light and guttering in the smokeless air, Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or bill. Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep, The river glideth at his own sweet will, Dear God ! the... | |
| 1847 - 334 páginas
...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...saw I, never felt, a calm so deep. The river glideth at its own sweet will : But for us, just now, the city is all life and energy. Around us, as we approach... | |
| Book - 1847 - 206 páginas
...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...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 mighty heart is lying still... | |
| Book - 1847 - 216 páginas
...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...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 mighty heart is lying still... | |
| Half hours - 1847 - 616 páginas
...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...Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river gliding at his own sweet will ; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart... | |
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