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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 essays of Elia. [Followed by] The last essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1867
...melons, as I pass, Iiisiiarcd with flowers, I fall ou grass. Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness. The mind, that ocean,...other seas ; Annihilating all that's made To a. green thought iu a green, shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree'a mossy root,...

Sunday readings (verses).

Sunday readings - 1867
...flowers, I fall on grass. To a green thought in a green shade. Meanwhile, the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean...worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made * Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest...

The Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1869 - 436 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,...creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seal .Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade* Here at the fountain's sliding...

The poetical works of Andrew Marvell [ed. by J.R. Lowell]. Repr. of the Amer. ed

Andrew Marvell - 1870
...melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness ; — The mind, that...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,...

Favourite English poems and poets

English poems - 1870 - 672 sivua
...mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness : The mind, that ocean where each kind I ioes straight its own resemblance find ; Yet it creates,...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 Poetical Works of Andrew Marvell: With Memoir of the Author

Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 208 sivua
...hands themselves do reach ; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnared with flowers, I fall on grass. Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds,...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,...

Say and seal, by the author of 'The wide, wide world'. Copyright ed, Nide 25

Susan Bogert Warner - 1870
...hands themselves do reach. Btumbling on melons as I pass, JCnsnar'd with flowers, I fall on grass. Here, at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's...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 Poetical Works of Andrew Marvell: With Memoir of the Author

Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 208 sivua
...transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas, ' Annihilating all that's made \ f To jLgrgen thought in a green shade. ' Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, My soul into the boughs does glide : There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its...

Poetical Works: With Memoir of the Author

Andrew Marvell - 1870 - 208 sivua
...melons, as I pass, Insnarcd with flowers, 1 fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness ; — The mind, that...where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find ; — j r Yd It crcalrN, trmiMcendinn llicsc, Fiir other worlds, ami otlicr seas, Annihilating nil...

Elia. The last essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1871
...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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