 | Ellen Pickering - 1834 - 256 str.
...command ; And yet a spirit still — and bright With something of an angel light. WORDSWORTH.Parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With...The last still loveliest, till 'tis gone and all is grey. BYRON. THAT Miss St. Maur, instead of Mrs. Hargrave, was the real object of Dormer's panegyric,... | |
 | John Barrow - 1835 - 372 str.
...upwards of an hour after the great luminary had disappeared. It was just that sort of evening when " parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang...still loveliest, till — 'tis gone, and all is gray." The hope of fine weather thus held out to us was unfortunately not realized. On the 21st it blew what... | |
 | John Barrow - 1835 - 376 str.
...upwards of an hour after the great luminary had disappeared. It was just that sort of evening when " parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang...colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till—'tis gone, and all is gray." The hope of fine weather thus held out to us was unfortunately... | |
 | John Barrow - 1835 - 370 str.
...upwards of an hour after the great luminary had disappeared. It was just that sort of evening when " parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps awav, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone, and all is gray." The hope of fine weather thus... | |
 | Harp - 1836 - 380 str.
...streams upon her stream, and glass'd within it glows, Fill'd with the face of heaven, whkb, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the...loveliest, till — 'tis gone, and — all is gray. A STILL WINTER'S NIGHT. SHELLEY. How beautiful this Night! The balmiest sigh Which vernal zephyrs breathe... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 str.
...streams upon her stream, and glass'd within it glows. Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the...loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray. BYRoN. THE ASPEN LEAF. I WoULD not be A leaf on yonder aspen tree ; In every fickle breeze to play,... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 str.
...and glass'd within it glows, Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon its waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the...loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray. It is the hush of night, and all between Thy margin and the mountains, dusk, yet clear, Mellow'd and... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 982 str.
...streams upon her stream, and glass'd within it XXIX. FilPd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the...colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — Ч is gone — and all is grey. XXX. There is a tomb in Arqua ; — rear'd in air, Pillur'd in... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 str.
...all its hue», From the rich sunset to Ihe rising star, Their magical variety diffuse: And now Ihcy change; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the...pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The lust still loveliest, till — Ч is gone — and all is grey. XXX. There is a tomb in Arqua ; —... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 352 str.
...age of descriptive poetry • WILsON.] xxvII. xxIx. Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical varicty diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting... | |
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Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day... 
