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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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The Works of Charles Lamb

Charles Lamb - 1852 - 648 sivua
...happiness. The mind, that occan, where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it crcates, be the truth is, that one pipe is wholesome ; two pipes toothI some ; bird, it sits and sings, Then wets and clape its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight,...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productins of ...

Robert Chambers - 1853
...the mind from pleasure leas Withdraws into its happiness. The mind, that ocean where each kind Poes straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates...shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at юте fruit-tree's mossy root, ruó* 1649 S MH II Г.1 n.KR. Casting the body's vest aside, My soul...

Garden Walks with the Poets

1854
...melons, as I pass, Ensnar'd with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness ; The mind, that ocean...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...

A cyclopædia of sacred poetical quotations, ed. by H.G. Adams

Cyclopaedia, Henry Gardiner ADAMS - 1854 - 725 sivua
...all but rude In this delicious solitude. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, As at some 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, Then whets, and claps its silver wings; And, till prepared for longer flight,...

Works, with a Sketch of His Life and Final Memorials, Nide 2

Charles Lamb - 1855
...on melons, as 1 pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness. The mind, that ocean,...shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide ; There,...

Recollections of a Literary Life

Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 558 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,...resemblance find, Yet it creates, transcending these, Par other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade....

The Works of Charles Lamb: With a Sketch of His Life and Final Memorials, Nide 2

Charles Lamb, Sir Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1855
...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,...where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find , Yel it creates, transcending these. Far other worlds and other seas ; Annihilating all that's made...

THE WORKS OF CHARLES LAMB

1856
...flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness. The rnind, that ocean, where each kind Does straight its own...shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide ; There,...

The Poetical Works of Andrew Marvell: With a Memoir of the Author

Andrew Marvell - 1857 - 335 sivua
...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 whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight,...

THE ESSAYS OF ELIA.

CHARLES LAMB. - 1857
...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,...




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