 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...  English Poetry (1170-1892) - Page 326by John Matthews Manly - 1907 - 580 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Ireland - 1833 - 738 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour valley, rock or hill ; Ne'er saw I — never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God !... | |
 | Augustus John Cuthbert Hare - London (England) - 1878 - 556 pages
...touching in its majesty : The City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep 1 The river glideth at its own sweet will : Dear God ! the... | |
 | Augustus John Cuthbert Hare - London (England) - 1878 - 538 pages
...touching in its majesty : The City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open...steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at its own sweet will : Dear God ! the... | |
 | Readers - 1878 - 446 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour, 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... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - Poetry - 1878 - 358 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour 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... | |
 | Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1879 - 390 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour 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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1879 - 362 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour 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... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1879 - 390 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour 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... | |
 | Helen A Hertz - 1879 - 292 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour 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... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1880 - 330 pages
...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 Open...steep In his first splendour 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... | |
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