 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 180 стор.
...bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor 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 houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his o»vn sweet will ; Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 стор.
...bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, 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 houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
 | 1816 - 692 стор.
...bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep! The river glidetb at his own sweet will. Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 362 стор.
...bright and glittering .in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor 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 houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1824 - 478 стор.
...bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; — — the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
 | Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1826 - 550 стор.
...unto the fields, and to the sky ; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock,...never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 стор.
...unto the fields, and to the sky ; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock,...never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 стор.
...unto the fields, and to the sky ; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendour, valley,...never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1899 - 308 стор.
...unto the fields, and to the sky ; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley,...never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still... | |
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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 Open unto the fields and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never... 
