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" Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet,... "
Blackwood's Magazine - Page 519
1834
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Sketches from nature: taken, and coloured, in a journey to Margate ...

George Keate - 1790
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...-there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks...
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The Friend;: A Series of Essays, Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Ethics - 1812 - 448 pages
...vanish from my Thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped THE INVISIBLE alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling Melody So sweet, we know not we are listening...Life's own secret Joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty VISION passing, there As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven !...
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Sibylline Leaves: A Collection of Poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 303 pages
...vanish from my thought : entranc'd in prayer I worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...Life's own secret Joy ; Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — the/e As in her natural form, swell'd vast to Heaven...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 80

English literature - 1817
...vanish from my thought ; entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. " Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Till die dilating Soul, cnrapt, tmnsfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there A* in her natural form,...
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The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Volume 80

English literature - 1817
...Invisible alone. " Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret Joy ; Tul the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfus'd, Into the mighty Vision passing — there As in her natural...
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Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day ...

John Johnstone - 1827
...vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipp'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening...dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty Vision passing—there, As in her natural form, swelTd vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul! not only passive praise...
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New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British ..., Volume 1

New elegant extracts - 1827
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worship'd the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts, As in her natural form, swell'd vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise...
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The Poetical Works of S.T. Coleridge: Including the Dramas of Wallenstein ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks...
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The Poetical Melange

English poetry - 1828
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused,...
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The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

British poets - 1828 - 788 pages
...vanish from my thought: entranc'd in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Than, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy : Till...
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