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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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Gift of Sentiment: A Souvenir for 1854

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Gift books - 1854 - 288 pages
...joy, — Till the dilating soul, enwrapt, transfused, Into ths mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owcst ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstacy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song...
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The Alps, Switzerland, and the North of Italy

Charles Williams - Alps, Italian (Italy) - 1854 - 633 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 owcst ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and sot-ret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

Poetry - 1854 - 430 pages
...transfuse 3, Into the mighty vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn ! Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! O, struggling with the darkness...
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 428 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,...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret eestasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Grim vales and icy cliffs all join...
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 428 pages
...soul, enrapt, transfused Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vnst to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise...alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks, and secret eestasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my heart, awake ! Grim vales and icy cliffs all join...
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Gleanings from the Poets, for Home and School

American poetry - 1855 - 430 pages
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn ! Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! O, struggling with the darkness...
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Gleanings from the Poets for Home and School

1855
...transfused, Into the mighty vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn ! Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! O, struggling with the darkness...
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Essays Critical and Imaginative, Volume 7

John Wilson - English poetry - 1856
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Songs of the soul, from the writings of British, Continental and ...

Songs - 1856
...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...
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The Rural Poetry of the English Language: Illustrating the Seasons and ...

Joseph William Jenks - English poetry - 1856 - 554 pages
...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,...song ! awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn. Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale ! 0, struggling with the darkness...
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