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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 521
1834
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Gift of Sentiment: A Souvenir for 1854

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Gift books - 1854 - 322 pages
...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...Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thought, ADORATION. Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy, — Till the dilating soul, enwrapt, transfused,...
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The practical elocutionist

Conrad Hume Pinches - Elocution - 1854 - 460 pages
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer, I 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 Alps, Switzerland, and the North of Italy

Charles Williams - Alps - 1854 - 662 pages
...worshipped the Invisible ulonc. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we arc listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, was't blending with my thought, Yea, with my lift; and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision...
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Graham's American Monthly Magazine of Literature, Art, and Fashion, Volume 45

1854 - 616 pages
...meeting, although, doubtless, they were unconsciously mingling with their thoughts, " Like some sweet, fI f AE ) $ dtؙ kę # ۩ 0$ N BЭ b % B 0 &ظO all were too eagerly gazing on that one point to the eastward, where the hero of the day was expected...
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Gleanings from the Poets, for Home and School

American poetry - 1855 - 458 pages
...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 ! Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn ! Thou...
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 510 pages
...vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer, ! worshiped the Invisible alone. Yet like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening...passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vnst to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears,...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...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...and life's own secret joy : Till the dilating soul, em-apt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing, — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast...
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 478 pages
...transfused Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven ! Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest...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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Littell's Living Age, Volume 133

Literature - 1877 - 852 pages
...there would be no moment, looking back on which he could not at least say, — Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody — So sweet, we know not we are listening to it — Thou, the mean while, was blending with my thought, Yea, with my life and life's own secret joy ! " In that agony...
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Machinists' Monthly Journal: Devoted to the Technical and ..., Volume 28

Machinery - 1916 - 1274 pages
...this silent, varied and extensive influence of home upon virtuous affections: Yet like some sweet, beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening to It. Thou the meanwhile art blending with my thoughts, Yes, with my life, and life's own secret Joy. Domestic influences penetrate...
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