 | Timothy Flint - 1830 - 696 trang
...the eight. Go forth into the gathering shade — go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! 'Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the still waters bright with stare, and rouse The wide old wood from his majestic rest — Summoning from the innumerable boughs,... | |
 | Sidney Willard - 1832 - 560 trang
...waves and sparkle as he comes." p. 122. The " Evening Wind " breathes a deeper and tenderer strain. "Go rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the...The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass, And 'twjxt the o'ershadowing branches and the grass. " The faint old man shall lean his silver head To... | |
 | 1832 - 868 trang
...forth into the gathering shade — go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Co, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse 1 he wide old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 trang
...go forth, God's blessing breathe upon the fainting earth! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, The wide old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast;... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1833 - 288 trang
...forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, The wide old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The shutting flower, and darkling waters pass,... | |
 | 1834 - 402 trang
...the sight. Go forth into the gathering shade ; go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest,...the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wild old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies... | |
 | 1834 - 406 trang
...forth into the gathering shade ; go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth I Go, roek the little wood-bird in his nest. Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wild old wood from his majestie rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies... | |
 | 1837 - 830 trang
...depending upon the other, and each beautiful. Here are three lines breathing all the spirit of Shelley. Pleasant shall be thy way, where meekly bows The shutting flower, and darkling waters past, And 'twixt the u'ershadowing branches and the grass. The conclusion is admirable — Go — but... | |
 | 1835 - 430 trang
...shade ; go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth! Go, rock the little wood-bird ih strict fast of eight days, in which they totally abstain from food ; but during which t majestick rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies that haunt nis breast:... | |
 | 1835 - 430 trang
...the sight. Go forth into the gathering shade ; go forth, God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the still waters, bright with stars, aim rouse The wide old wood from his majestick rest. Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange,... | |
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God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wide old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies... 
