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" Ave, Maria ; blessed be the hour, The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft,... "
The Crescent and the Cross; Or, Romance and Realities of Eastern Travel - Page 173
by Bartholomew Elliott George Warburton - 1845 - 768 pages
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The Torch, and Other Lectures and Addresses

George Edward Woodberry - History - 1920 - 380 pages
...and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the faint, dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer." Byron in later years himself once wrote to Moore in a moment of discouragement that his poetical feelings...
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The Torch, and Other Lectures and Addresses

George Edward Woodberry - English poetry - 1920 - 384 pages
...and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the faint, dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer." Byron in later years himself once wrote to Moore in a moment of discouragement that his poetical feelings...
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Magic Casements

American poetry - 1926 - 780 pages
...and soft — While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer. cm Ave Maria! 't is the hour of prayer! Ave Maria! 't is the hour of love! Ave Maria! may our spirits...
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New Practical English for High Schools: Second Course

William Dodge Lewis, James Fleming Hosic - English language - 1927 - 552 pages
...as scent and cent, cannot be called rimes, A rime of a single syllable is called a masculine rime. Not a breath crept through the rosy air And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer. LURK BYRON, Don Juan A rime of two syllables — accented followed by unaccented — is called a feminine...
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Ave Maria

1880 - 532 pages
...and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the faint, dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air. And yet the forest leaves seemed stirr'd with prayer. c. in. " 'Ave Mariai' 'tis the hour of prayer ! 'Ave Mariai ' may our spirits...
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Lord Byron: Don Juan

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - Don - 1977 - 772 pages
...and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer. 103 Ave Maria! Tis the hour of prayer! Ave Maria! 'Tis the hour of love! Ave Maria ! May our spirits...
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 73

American essays - 1894 - 926 pages
...muleteer and peasant and artisan stand still, and I know that the spell of the Ave Maria is upon all. " And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer." After the brief services announced by that sweet-toned bell, a repast is offered by our priest, —...
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