 O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.  The Etonian - Pagina 3131820Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1863 - 446 pagina’s
...black, They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The spell begins to break. The selfsame... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1863 - 314 pagina’s
...They coiled and swam : and every track Was a flash of golden fire. 47. ' 0 happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. 48. ' The self-same moment I could... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1863 - 510 pagina’s
...black, They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The spell begins to break. The selfsame... | |
 | 1863 - 510 pagina’s
...not without a purpose! There must be some office which they fulfil. " Oh, happy living things ! No tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love...gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware." The cilia always move in one direction, and in the bronchial tubes this is toward the windpipe —... | |
 | Playtime - 1863 - 436 pagina’s
...black, They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The self-same moment I could pray... | |
 | 1863 - 392 pagina’s
...clustered round the mast ; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths, And from their bodies passed. "Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the Sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. " Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 720 pagina’s
...fire. rboir beauty and their happiness. He bleascth them In Ills heart. O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The spell begins to break. The selfsame... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 332 pagina’s
...black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. 0 happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware ! Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The selfsame moment I could pray;... | |
 | 1864 - 742 pagina’s
...swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. 0 happy living things, no tongue Their beauty could declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware. Sure my kind saint took pity on me And I blessed them unaware." once more had the groat moral of the... | |
 | 1866 - 408 pagina’s
...black, They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind Saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The selfsame moment I could pray... | |
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