 | Robert M. Ryan - 1997 - 324 Seiten
...the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? God! let the torrents,...soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God! Coleridge's account doesn't notice,... | |
 | Rodney Farnsworth - 2001 - 360 Seiten
...keen full moon'.' Who hade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who. with living flowers Of loveliest blue. spread garlands at your feet'.' — GOD! let...the torrents. like a shout of nations. Answer! and lei the ice,plains echo. GOD! GOD! sing ye meadow ,streams with gladsome voice! Ye pine,groves. with... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 Seiten
...the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents,...GOD! GOD! sing ye meadow-streams with gladsome voice! 60 Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow,... | |
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Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and... 
