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" It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, — A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. "
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1857
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 6

1820 - 784 стор.
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. The conclusion has always appeared to us to be happy and graceful in the utmost degree. The actual...
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Spirit of the English Magazines, Том 6

1820 - 496 стор.
...makes the Heaveus be mute. It ceased; yet still the lailsmadeon A pleasant noise tilt noon, A noiie like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Smgeth a quiet tune. The conclusion has always appeared to us to be happy and graceful in the utmost...
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The flowers of literature, or, Encyclopædia of anecdote, a coll. by ..., Том 2

William Oxberry - 1821 - 448 стор.
...leafy channels. " It ceased," says the poet, speaking of a sound of heavenly voices about a ship, — It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. COLERIDGE. There is a greater accession of flowers in this month than in any other. In addition to...
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The Etonian, Том 1

1821 - 410 стор.
...instruments, . ' Now like a lonely flute : And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." » * * * » But notwithstanding the striking success and perfect originality of his compositions in...
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The Etonian

1820 - 696 стор.
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute : And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mate. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singcth a quiet tune," ***** But notwithstanding the striking success and perfect originality of his...
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The Etonian, Том 1

1821 - 420 стор.
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute : And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute. •It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a bidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune."...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal

1821 - 656 стор.
...sailing along in the moonlight to the accompaniment of its own music, we may realize Coleridge's " Hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping wooda all night Singeth a quiet tune." By patience and perseverance the leaf of the mulberry-tree becomes...
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The New Monthly Magazine, Том 2

1822 - 690 стор.
...so sailing along in the moonlight to the accompaniment of its own music, we may realize Coleridge's "Hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." By patience and perseverance the leaf of the mulberry-tree becomes satin; the rain which we shake from...
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The Etonian, Том 1

Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Walter Blunt - 1824 - 446 стор.
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." But notwithstanding the striking success and perfect originality of his compositions in the manner...
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The cabinet; or The selected beauties of literature [ed. by J. Aitken]., Том 1

Cabinet - 1824 - 440 стор.
...instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And n«w it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship,...
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