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" Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness: The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a... "
The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature - Sivu 39
1835
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Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest ..., Nide 1

Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 sivua
...on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grase. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure lea +2 +2 +2 mode To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's...

The Works of Charles Lamb, Nide 3

Charles Lamb - 1850 - 406 sivua
...on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness. The mind, that ocean,...Far other worlds, and other seas ; Annihilating all that *8 made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's...

Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions ...

Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 sivua
...the mind from pleasure left! Withdraws into its happiness. The mind, that ocean where each kind Docs thought in a green abade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root,...

Old Portraits and Modern Sketches

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1850 - 324 sivua
...Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. " Here at this fountain's sliding foot, Or at the fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide. There like a bird it sits and sings, And whets and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared for longer flight,...

Old Portraits and Modern Sketches

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1850 - 326 sivua
...Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass. " Here at this fountain's sliding foot, Or at the fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide. There like a bird it sits and sings, And whets and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared for longer flight,...

The Essays of Elia, Nide 1

Charles Lamb - 1851 - 396 sivua
...on melons, as I -pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness. The mind, that ocean....My soul into the boughs does glide ; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then wets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight,...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 sivua
...on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers I fall on grass. m Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness ; The mind, that ocean,...mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul iflto the boughs does glide: There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver...

Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 sivua
...on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure leas Withdraws into its happiness ; The mind, that ocean,...My soul into the boughs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings; And, still prepared for longer flight,...

Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People

Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 sivua
...on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness ; The mind, that ocean,...root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the houghs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings ;...

Garden Walks with the Poets

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 sivua
...grass. i Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness ; 40 ANDREW MARVELL. The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight...body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : Here, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets, and claps its silver wings ; And, till prepared...




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