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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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Isabel: Or, Sicily. A Pilgrimage ...

Henry Theodore Tuckerman - American fiction - 1839 - 230 pages
...O sovran Blanc !' And then the invocation which the view inspires, how true and expressive ! — ' Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...song ! awake my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs — all join my hymn.' " Subdued, and at the same time exalted by the presence of Nature in...
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

Fitz-Greene Halleck - English poetry - 1840
...soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive...song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs all join my hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovereign of the vale ! Oh struggling with the...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Prose and Verse: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 546 pages
...Soul, enrapt, transfused. Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swell'd mind, concerning the true origin of the impressions made on her nervous system. clifls, all join my Hymn. Thou first and chief, sole Sovereign of the Vale! O struggling with the dnrkness...
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The Young Ladies' Class Book: A Selection of Lessons for Reading, in Prose ...

Ebenezer Bailey - 1840
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven 1 Awake, my soul ! Not only passive praise Thou owest...Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake 1 Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn. Thou, first and chief, sole sovereign of the vale !...
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The Young Ladies' Class Book: A Selection of Lessons for Reading, in Prose ...

Ebenezer Bailey - Readers - 1841 - 408 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 Thou ovvest ; not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy. Awake, Voice of sweet song...
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Readings in poetry: a selection from the best English poets, from Spenser to ...

Readings - English poetry - 1843 - 448 pages
...own secret joy: Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing—then, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven! Awake,...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 darkness...
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The Presbyterian review and religious journal, Volume 16

1843
...own secret joy ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake,...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret eztacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Oreen vales and icy cliff», all join...
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The Book of Poetry

William Morrison Engles - English poetry - 1844 - 264 pages
...implore, Content may cheer our pilgrim hours, And guide us to the door. AN ALPINE HYMN. COLERIDGE. AWAKE, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest;...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...
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Mirror Library, Issues 1-31

George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1843
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...secret joy ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As oy. The last of all the bards was he Who sung of Border...; His tuneful brethren all were dead ; And he, ne ccstacy. Awake, Voice of sweet song! awake, my heart, awake! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my...
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