 Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears,...  The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Page 1271926Full view - About this book
 | 1904 - 926 pages
...sense imagery we discern the excelling glory of the Eternal. In such moments men have felt that: — The unfettered clouds and region of the heavens, Tumult...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end. We are aware of the presence of God in His world. So, too, when we are morally at our highest and clearest... | |
 | American literature - 1845 - 606 pages
...The immeasurable height Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end.' 1799 ' Thirty years afterwards I crossed the Alps by the same Pass : and what had become o] the forms... | |
 | English literature - 1845 - 602 pages
...shooting from the clear blue sky, * Letter! reprinted from 'The Morning Post.' Kendal, 1845, pp.23. 'The The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end.' 1 199. ' Thirty years afterwards I crossed the Alps by the same Pass : and what had become of the forms... | |
 | William Wordsworth - Authors' presentation copies - 1845 - 688 pages
...forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end. 1799. SHE waa a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight ; A lovely Apparition, sent... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1845 - 602 pages
...darkness and the light, Were all like workings of one mind, the features Of the same face, hlossoms upon one tree, Characters of the great Apocalypse,...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end.' 1799. ' Thirty years afterwards I crossed the Alps by the same Pass : and what had become of the forms... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 pages
...Were all like workings of one mind, the features Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree, Charaeters of the great Apocalypse, The types and symbols of...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end. I799. SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my 1 A lovely Apparition, sent To be... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - English literature - 1845 - 614 pages
...features Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree, , Characters of the great Apocalypse, _ i ,. . . The types and symbols of Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end.' 1799. ' Thirty years afterwards I crossed tin: Alps by the same Pass : and what had become: of the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 668 pages
...The immeasurable height Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent, at every turn, Winds thwarting...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end. i Tea SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight ; A lovely Apparition, sent... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 416 pages
...The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As ifa voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end. XII. A NIGHT THOUGHT. Lo! where the Moon along the sky Sails with her happy destiny; Oft is .she hid... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1850 - 396 pages
...The immeasurable height Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting...Eternity, Of first, and last, and midst, and without end. That night our lodging was a house that stood Alone within the valley, at a point Where, tumbling from... | |
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