 | Anna Maria Hall - 842 sayfa
...Nightingale That erowds, and hurrics, and preeipitates, With fast, thick warble, his delieious notes, Aa he were fearful that an April night Would be too short...love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music !" Beautiful as the ode is in every part, it is too long for the purposes of quotation; but, from the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 sayfa
...different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance ! 'T is tho merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates...fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were tearful that an April night Would be too short lór him to utter forth iiis love-chant, and disburthen... | |
 | Thomas Henry White - 1845 - 492 sayfa
...blackbirds, contending in gushes of ecstatic Song ! Coleridge must have been here when he wrote thus : " 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates, With fast thick warhle, bis delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter... | |
 | Aeschylus - 1846 - 170 sayfa
...A different lore ; we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance. 'Tis the merry nightingale That crowds, and hurries,...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburden its full soul Of all its music. ***** Far and near They answer, and provoke each other's... | |
 | George Soane - 1847 - 360 sayfa
...these, partridges are still heard by night; Nature's sweet voices, always full of love Andjoyance. 'Tis the merry nightingale That crowds, and hurries,...and disburthen his full soul Of all its music." the bat makes his appearance ; and that singular lutle creature, the mole-cricket, utters its low, dull,... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 sayfa
...A different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance ! Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries,...love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales ; and far and near, In wood and thicket,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 310 sayfa
...A different lore : we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance ! Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries,...love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music ! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard by a castle huge, Which the great lord inhabits not ; and... | |
 | 1853 - 976 sayfa
...carol of the lark on high. These are — ' Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance. 'Tis the merry nightingale That crowds and hurries...that an April night Would be too short for him to niter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music.' JT COLERIDGE. No, my dear... | |
 | William John Broderip - 1847 - 434 sayfa
...enacts the translated Bottom. As soon as his antagonist had finished, the nightingale poured forth " With fast, thick warble his delicious notes, As he...too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburden his full soul The judge had been nid-nid-nodding after the third or fourth strain, and when... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 sayfa
...merry Nightingale J'hat crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delirious notes. As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth [-lis love-chant, and disburthen 1 his full soul Of all its music !\ I And I know a grove Of large... | |
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Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music... 
