Search Images Maps Play YouTube News Gmail Drive More »
Sign in
Books Books 21 - 30 of 186 on Ave, Maria ; blessed be the hour, The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have....
" 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
1845 - 768 pages
Full view - About this book

Works: With a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her Genius, Volume 1

Mrs. Hemans - 1840
...which Lord Byron has embodied in one of his best and purest moments, when he so beautifully says, — 'And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer.' Mr. Wordsworth's daily life in the bosom of his famjly, is delightful — so affectionate and confiding....
Full view - About this book

The Works of Mrs. Hemans, with a Memoir by Her Sister, and an Essay on Her ...

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Harriet Mary Browne Owen, Browne (Miss.) - 1840
...which Lord Byron has embodied in one of his best and purest moments, when he so beautifully says, — 'And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer.' Mr. Wordsworth's daily life in the bosom of his family, is delightful — so affectionate and confiding....
Full view - About this book

The Table Talker: Or, Brief Essays on Society and Literature, Volume 2

Johnstone - Table-talk - 1840
...which Lord Byron has embodied in one of his best and purest moments, when he so beautifully says — ' And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.' " It does not appear that the lines which Mrs. Hemans says were quoted...
Full view - About this book

Odd Fellows' Magazine of the Manchester Unity of the Independent Order of ...

Fraternal organizations - 1841
...and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the iaint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer .'" mingled in this picture of the leaves waving in the "rosy air," witli the breath of holmess. But...
Full view - About this book

Heures de poésie

Amédée Renée - 1841 - 177 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 seem stirr'd with prayer. Ave Maria ! 't is the hour of prayer ! Ave Maria ! 't is the hour of love...
Full view - About this book

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

American poetry - 1842 - 490 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 seem'd stirr'd with prayer. 'Ave Maria! 'tis the hour of prayer! Ave Maria! 'tis the hour of love !...
Full view - About this book

The works of mrs Hemans; with a memoir of her life, by her sister [H.M. Owen].

1844
...which Lord Byron has embodied in one of his best and purest moments, when he so beautifully says, — ' And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer." Mr Wordsworth's daily life in the bosom of his family, is delightful — so affectionate and confiding....
Full view - About this book

Ainsworth's Magazine, Volume 6

William Harrison Ainsworth - Popular literature - 1844
...and soft, While swong 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 seem'd stirr'd with prayer." Not, we beg leave to say, that we are Roman -catholic, either in our creed...
Full view - About this book

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 504 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 seem'd stirr'd with prayer. Ave Maria! 'tis the hour of prayer ! Ave Maria ! 'tis the hour of love...
Full view - About this book

Pictureworship and image-adoration proved to be the certain consequences of ...

Picture worship - 1846 - 120 pages
...Literature." While swung the deep bell from the neighbouring tower, Or the faint dying day hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed itirred vrith Prayer." " Ave Maria ! t'is the hour of prayer ! Ave Maria ! tis the hour of love ! Ave...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Help
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF