 Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a...  The London Magazine - Page 2801821Full view - About this book
 | Andrew Marvell - English poetry - 1857 - 420 pages
...worlds, and other sens, Annihilating all dial's made , To a green thought in a green shade. Here nt the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's...into the boughs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wing*, And, till prepared for longer flight, , Waves... | |
 | George Gilfillan - English poetry - 1860 - 364 pages
...Far other worlds and other seas;. Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. 6 Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's...into the boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves... | |
 | David Masson, George Grove, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - English literature - 1905 - 584 pages
...your silken bondage break, Do you, O brambles, chain me too, And, courteous briars, nail me through. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's...into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings. It is a dictum of Mr. Bin-ell's that the first business of an author is to arrest and... | |
 | Susan Warner, Anna Bartlett Warner - American fiction - 1860 - 528 pages
...hands themselves do reach. Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flower?, I fall on grass.' 'Here, at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at. some...body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide: VOL. i. 36 There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings ; And. till... | |
 | English confessors - 1860 - 380 pages
...Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. " Here at this fountain's sliding foot, Or at the fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide. There like a bird it sits and sings, And whets and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves... | |
 | George Gilfillan - English poetry - 1860 - 364 pages
...happiness. The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. 6 Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root,... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 356 pages
...happiness ; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas...into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1861 - 402 pages
...Meanwhile, the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Here, at the fountain's...fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, Her soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its... | |
 | English poetry - 1863 - 362 pages
...happiness : The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas...root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the houghs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And,... | |
 | English poems - 1863 - 364 pages
...happiness : The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas...some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest asi<le, My soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and smgs, Then whets and claps... | |
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