 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1888 - 328 pagina’s
...hill ? is this the kirk ? country Is this mine own countree ? 0 let me be awake, my God ! Or let mo sleep alway. The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay tlie moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1889 - 88 pagina’s
...the breeze,— On me alone it blew. Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree? We drifted o'er the harbor-bar, And I with sobs did pray, — Oh, let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway. The harbor-bay... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1890 - 276 pagina’s
...the breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk ? Is this mine own...pray — " O let me be awake, my God ! " Or let me fleep alway !" The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the moon... | |
 | Orville T. Bright, James Baldwin - 1890 - 516 pagina’s
...blew the breeze— On me alone it blew. Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed The light-house top I see? Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree? We drifted o'er the harbor-bar, And I with sobs did pray— " O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway." The harbor-bay... | |
 | Mrs. Grace Townsend - 1890 - 640 pagina’s
...blew the breeze — On me alone it blew. O dream of joy! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see? Is this the hill? Is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbor-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O, let me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway! The harbor-bay... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1891 - 268 pagina’s
...blew the breezeOn me alone it blew. O dream of joy ! is this indeed , The light-house top I see ? Is this the Hill ? Is this the Kirk Is this mine own...harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! The moonlight bay was white all o'er. Till rising from the same, Full many shapes, that shadows were,... | |
 | Andrew Lang - 1891 - 816 pagina’s
...breeze — On me alone it blew. ' Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own...me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway." ' The harbour bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the... | |
 | Andrew Lang - 1891 - 384 pagina’s
...indeed The light-house top I see ? Is this the hill ? is this the kirk ? Is this mine own conntree ? ' We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did...me be awake, my God ! Or let me sleep alway." ' The harbour bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn ! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the... | |
 | Charles F. Beezley - 1891 - 436 pagina’s
...the breeze — On me alone it blew. ' Oh ! dream of joy ! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see? Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own...drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — 0 let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway. ' The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly... | |
 | Grace Townsend - 1891 - 570 pagina’s
...sweetly, blew the breezeOn me alone it blew. O dream of joy! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see? Is this the hill? Is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbor-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O, let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway! THE SEA.... | |
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Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway. 
