| Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1832 - 244 pages
...wanderings when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild, And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks...young figures in the brook. The forest depths, by foot impressed, Are not more sinless than thy breast ; The holy peace that fills the air Of those calm solitudes,... | |
| 1837 - 830 pages
...pence thnt fills the 'air Of those calm solitudes, is there. The image contained in the lines Thine eyes are springs in whose serene And silent waters Heaven is seen — is one which, we think, for appropriateness, completeness, nnd every perfect beauty of which imagery... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 pages
...wanderings, when a child, W«re ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks...young figures in the brook. The forest depths, by foot unpressed, Are not more sinless than thy breast ; The holy peace, that rills the air Of those calm... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 288 pages
...wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks...that look On their young figures in the brook. THE DISINTERRED WARRIOR. GATHER him to his grave again, And solemnly and softly lay, Beneath the verdure... | |
| Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1836 - 434 pages
...cloudless eye to see. And a thirst for beautiful human thought, That first was stirred by thee ? W i iii«. Thy eyes are springs, in whose serene And silent waters...young figures in the brook. The forest depths, by foot unpressed, Are not more sinless than thy breast ; The holy peace that fills the air Of those calm solitudes... | |
| Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1838 - 282 pages
...wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild, And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart, and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks...young figures in the brook. The forest depths, by foot unpressed, Are not more sinless than thy breast; The holy peace that fills the air Of those calm solitudes,... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 292 pages
...wanderings, when a child, Were ever in the sylvan wild ; And all the beauty of the place Is in thy heart and on thy face. The twilight of the trees and rocks...young figures in the brook. The forest depths, by foot impressed, Are not more sinless than thy breast ; The holy peace, that fills the air Of those calm... | |
| William Evans Burton, Edgar Allan Poe - 1840 - 616 pages
...lightshade of thy locks ; Thy step is as the wind that weaves Its playful way among the leaves. Thine eyes are springs in whose serene And silent waters Heaven is seen; Theii lashes are the herbsthat look On their young figures in the brook. The forest depths, by font... | |
| 1840 - 326 pages
...lightshade of thy locks ; Thy step is as the wind that weaves Its playful way among the leaves. Thine eyes are springs in whose serene And silent waters Heaven is seen ; Theii lashes arc the herbs that look On their young figures in the brook. The forest depths, by foot... | |
| 1857 - 830 pages
...purity in her mien, which always reminded me of Bryant's fine lines : "Thine eyes are springs, in whole serene And silent waters heaven is seen ; Their lashes are the herbs that look On their young figuresln the brook. The forest depths, by foot un|nv .-,•,(. Are Dot more stainless than thy breast... | |
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