 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 str.
...dispels ihe dark. CXVIII. ADDRESS TO THE OCEAN. Byron. Oh! that the Desert were my dwelling place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might...Elements !—in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted—Can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do I err In deeming such inhabit many a spot ? Though... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1837 - 356 str.
...reap from earth, sea, joy almost as dear As if there were no man to trouble what is clear. CLIXV1I. Oh ! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With...Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot. CLXXVIH. There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 982 str.
...reap from earth, sea, joy almost as dear As if there were no man to trouble what is clear. CLXXVII. Oh! that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one...but only her! Ye elements! — in whose ennobling siir I feel myself cxnhed — Can yc not Accord me such a being ? Do I err In deeming such inhabit... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 str.
...trouble what is clear. CLXXVn. Oh! that the desert were my dwelling-place, \Vith one fair spirit fur my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her! Ye el e men U ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord me such a being... | |
 | 708 str.
...poets, Byron," says Christie, " has been said most aptly to have sung the sea — let us examine." " Oh ! that the desert were my dwelling-place, With...Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot. There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society... | |
 | 1838 - 166 str.
...spirit of the magnificent scenery which surrounded him. " Oh ! that the desert were my dwelling place, With one fair spirit for my minister, That I might...being! Do I err In deeming such inhabit many a spot 1 Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot." * CHILDE HAROLD. That this sadness was not imaginary,... | |
 | 1838 - 938 str.
...for my minister, That 1 might all forget the human race And, hating no one, love but оп\у\ют1 Ye Elements !— in whose ennobling stir I feel myself...Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot. " There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore! There is society... | |
 | Andrew Steinmetz - 1838 - 360 str.
...benevolence which is denied me among men." Byron rejoins— " Oh that the DESERT were my dwelling place With one fair spirit for my minister, That I might...but only her! Ye elements in whose ennobling stir \ such a being ? Do I err In deeming such inhabit many a spot t Tito' with them to converse can ne'er... | |
 | 1838 - 468 str.
...his blood has bought. MOTLET. A LEGEND OF THE PERIS. " Oh ! that the desert were my dwelling place, With one fair spirit for my minister, That I might...all forget the human race, And hating no one, love hut only her ! Ye elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted. Can ye not Accord o_ne... | |
 | 1838 - 876 str.
...all poets Byron alone has fitly sung the sea. Let ue recite the celebrated close of Childe Harold. Oh! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forest the human race And hating no one, love but only her ! Ye elements !— in whose ennobling stir... | |
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Oh! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her ! Ye elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — can ye not Accord me... 
