 | 1848 - 788 стор.
...not very many, since have done Their work on both ; some suffering and some tears Have left us newly where we had begun : Yet not in vain our mortal race...minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, bating no one, love but only her ! Ye Elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted... | |
 | 1838 - 884 стор.
...poets, Byron alone has fitly sung the sea. Let us recite the celebrated close of Childe Harold. " Oh I that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair...the human race And, hating no one, love but only her I Ye Elements ! — in whose ennobling stir 1 feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord mo such a being... | |
 | Arthur Jewitt - 1818 - 520 стор.
...the author toucbel upon a subject on which he never fails to be eloquent :— " Oh ! that the Desart were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my...human race, And, hating no one, love but only her ! Ye Elements!—in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted—Can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1818 - 500 стор.
...inexcusable were we lo omit the following beautiful lines : ' • Oh that the Desert were my dwelling pUor , With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, haling no one, love but only her ! Yc Elements! — in whose ennobling stk' 1 tee! myself exalted —... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 стор.
...reap from earth, sea, joy almost as dear As if there were no man to trouble what is clear. CLXXVII. Oh! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one...all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love buLonly her! Ye Elements! in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord me such... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 стор.
...forget the human rucei And, Jmlin'g no one , love but ouly her! Ye Elements! in whone ennobling stir l feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do I err In deeming such inliabit many a spot? Though with tliem to converse can rarely be our lot. Thert is a pleasure in tlie... | |
 | 1821 - 746 стор.
...publisher, in the common Roman market place. He had but just invoked " the desart &r his dwelling place," the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass Childe Harold, Canto 4. all this is very touching — at least it is intended to be so: but if it be... | |
 | 1821 - 656 стор.
...that day, all that night, the over-consciousness of thought sticking in us like pins and needles. " Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister." But ladies won't go into the desert even to spend the honey-moon ; and if the fair spirits won't go... | |
 | 1826 - 602 стор.
...countrywomen. Lord Byron has said, and often, in youthful reverie, had I echoed the wish : — " Would that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister !" And now I had grown to manhood, and in the wilds of fiery climes had made myself a home; but that... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1823 - 468 стор.
...This is the paradise of a wayward poet : Oh ! that the desert were my dwelling place, With one sweet spirit for my minister ; That I might all forget the human race, And hating no one, love bnt only her. C/tllde Harold, Canto ir. at. zzri. 1 The Furies. 2 Jerem. xi. T. 6. In deserts we have... | |
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Ye Elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — can ye not Accord me such a being? Do I err In deeming such inhabit many a spot ? Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot. 
