 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1803 - 228 trang
...sequacious notes Over delicious surges sink and rise, Such a soft floating witchery of sound Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a World like this, Where e'en the Breezes of the simple Air Possess the power and Spirit of Melody ! And thus,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 trang
...in Sound, a sound-like power in Light, Rhythm in all Thought, and Joyance every where — Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things...warbles and the mute still Air Is Music slumbering on its instrument ! And thus, my Love ! <tc. 1 80 : for the last line but four substitute Praise, praise... | |
 | 1857 - 878 trang
...in sound, a sound like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance everywhere ; — Methinks it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world so filled ; Where the breeze warbles, and the mute still air Is music slumbering on her instrument." Herein... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 trang
...Footless and wild, like birds of Paradise, Nor pause, nor perch, hovering on untamed wing ! Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world like this, Where even the breezes, and the common air, Contain the power and spirit of Harmony. And... | |
 | 1825 - 448 trang
...that spiritual — that indefinable enjoyment which tempts one to exclaim with Coleridge. "Metbinks it should have been impossible "Not to love all things in a world like this, Where even the breezes and the common air Contain the power and spirit of harmony." Hail... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 trang
...in sound, a sound-like power in light Rhythm in all thought, and joyance every where — Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world so filled; Where the breeze warbles, and the mute still air, Is Music slumbering on her instrument. The... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 trang
...light in sound, a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought and joyance everywhere — Methinks, life is gone, The sun of joy is set; One wish my soul still dwells HUM. Where the breeze warbles and the mute still air Ii music slumbering on its instrument. And thus,... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1828 - 416 trang
...nature seemed to announce her mysteries ; for it was at such an hour that the poet sung, " Methinks it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world like this, Where even the breezes and the common air Contain the power and spirit of harmony *." Coleridge.... | |
 | 1829 - 558 trang
...in sound-. a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance every where — Methinks it should have been impossible Not to love all things...still air Is music slumbering on her instrument.' — ip 224*. The most interesting poetical development of a moral system consists in pourtraying the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 trang
...all thought, and joyance every where — Methinks, it should Ьате been impossible Not to lovtf en the child did strain My arm upon her tremulous heart, and wound Her own about m U Music slumbering on her instrument. And thus, my lore! as on the midway slope Of yonder hill 1 stretch... | |
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O ! the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance... 
