 | Conrad Hume Pinches - 1854 - 460 pagina’s
...So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts ; Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy : Till...enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise... | |
 | Charles Williams - 1854 - 662 pagina’s
...the Invisible ulonc. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we arc listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, was't blending with my thought, Yea, with my lift; and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 pagina’s
...we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, ADORATION. Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy, — Till the dilating soul, enwrapt, transfused, Into ths mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast... | |
 | 1855 - 458 pagina’s
...the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my...enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pagina’s
...the Invisible alone. Yet like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my...enrapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vnst to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pagina’s
...the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my...and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, em-apt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast... | |
 | William Sherwood - 1856 - 466 pagina’s
...the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my...enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! Not only passive praise Thou... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 574 pagina’s
...worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening F ,Cg there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 578 pagina’s
...worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we arc listening mpany poking there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise... | |
 | Songs - 1856 - 712 pagina’s
...sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Tea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the...mighty vision passing — then, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling... | |
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Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet,... 
