 SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow : Thou hast been out upon th.e deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests,...  The Monthly Review - Page 4921832Full view - About this book
 | 1847 - 648 pages
...freshness round my brow; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, — Roughening their crests, and scattering...their spray, And swelling the white sail : I welcome theeTo the scorch'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! " Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale... | |
 | Timothy Flint - Mississippi River Valley - 1830 - 696 pages
...their And swelling the white sail. I welcome Ihee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the SOB '. ' Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid forme rise up, and pulses bound Livelier at the coming of the wind of night: And languishing to hear... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...freshness round my brow: Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering...Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid fonns rise up, and pulses bound Livelier, at coming of the wind of night; And, languishing to hear... | |
 | England - 1832 - 868 pages
...all day the wild blue wa?e till now Roughening their crests, and scattering high their And .welling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea I Nor 1 alone : a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight. And languid forms rise... | |
 | Benjamin Dudley Emerson - Readers - 1833 - 288 pages
...through my lattice, thou Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering...the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea! Nor I alone—a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid forms rise up, and... | |
 | American poetry - 1834 - 406 pages
...seorehed land, thou wanderer of the sea I Nor I alone—a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulneas of delight ; And languid forms rise up, and pulses bound Livelier, at eoming of the wind of night ; And, languishing to hear thy grateful sound, Lie* the Tast inland stretehed... | |
 | 1835 - 430 pages
...freshness round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves id, Let us flee from the face of Israel, for the Lord...hand over the sea, that the waters may come again ; Anil, languishing to near thy grateful sound. Lies the vast inland stretched beyond the sight. Go... | |
 | Harp - English poetry - 1836 - 380 pages
...freshness round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering...welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the seal Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight ; And languid forms... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - American poetry - 1836 - 336 pages
...freshness round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering...And swelling the white sail. I welcome thee To the scorch'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone— a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the... | |
 | 1836 - 282 pages
...freshness round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, — Roughening their crests, and scattering...their spray, And swelling the white sail. I welcome tliee To the scorcli'd land, thou wanderer of the sea ! Nor I alone : — a thousand bosoms round lulmlc... | |
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