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" Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green. Vales and icy Cliffs, all join my Hymn. "
The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany - Page 247
1817
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The Technic of the Speaking Voice: Its Development, Training, and Artistic ...

John Rutledge Scott - Elocution - 1915 - 660 pages
...secret joy: Till the dilating soul — enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form swelled vast to Heaven. Awake,...owest; not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and silent ecstasy. Awake, Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake! Green fields and icy cliffs, all...
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The Technic of the Speaking Voice: Its Development, Training, and Artistic ...

John Rutledge Scott - 1915 - 660 pages
...secret joy: Till the dilating soul — enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form swelled vast to Heaven. Awake,...owest; not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and silent ecstasy. Awake, Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake! Green fields and icy cliffs, all...
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The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning

Lucius Hudson Holt - English poetry - 1915 - 918 pages
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven 1 strew'd her subject lauds. LXVI And thera — oh...the daughter, the devoted, gave Her youth to Heave 1 Awake, my heart, awake I Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn. Thou first and chief, sole...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed, Volume 1

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - English literature - 1916 - 889 pages
...secret joy: 20 Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing— there, As , And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang...— work, Till the stars shine through the roof! 27 Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn. • Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the Vale!...
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English Poetry and Prose of the Romantic Movement

George Benjamin Woods - LITERARY COLLECTIONS - 1916 - 1432 pages
...secret joy : Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As ped away from the branches, 16 even to the slender twigs did they leap, and in a moment 25 Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! Awake, Voice of sweet...
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How to Build Mental Power

Grenville Kleiser - Mental discipline - 1917 - 595 pages
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The Simmons Reading Books, Book 8

Augustus Hill Kelley - 1917
...in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou o west; not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret...song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovereign of the vale ! O, struggling with the...
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Selected Poems and Dramas of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1918 - 284 pages
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The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1918, Volume 1

American poetry - 1918 - 4009 pages
...secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven! Awake, my soul! not only passive praise X Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! Awake, Voice of sweet...
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Spiritualism, Its Present-day Meaning: A Symposium

Huntly Carter - Spiritualism - 1920 - 287 pages
...his head and worshipped. Entranced in prayer, I worshipped the Invisible alone. • • • • • Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy I Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn....
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