 | Essex Institute - Essex County (Mass.) - 1882 - 378 pages
...realms of worship, earth or air, Nor ttx on fond abodes to circumscribe thy pray'r." And again : " And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seemed stirred with prayer." Shelley with his pale fire leads the way like a disembodied soul as he is fleeing through space, fleeting... | |
 | Epes Sargent - American poetry - 1882 - 1002 pages
...and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower, Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, bright region find, And force an angel down to calm thy mind ; Ave Maria! 'tis the hour of prayer! Ave Maria ! 'tis the hour of love ! Ave Maria! may our spirits... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1893 - 368 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 ! 't is the hour of prayer ! Ave Maria ! 't is the hour of love... | |
 | Quotations, English - 1895 - 768 pages
...! At senate and at bar how welcome wouldst thou he ! Pope, Imitation of the JZurl of Rochester JJot a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer. Byron. 6IMILABITT. Like will to like : each creature loves his kind. Chaste... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - Quotations, English - 1896 - 794 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. BYRON. A paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day... | |
 | Hélène Adeline Guerber - Christian art and symbolism - 1896 - 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 seem'd stirr'd with prayer." BYRON. This hour henceforth became hallowed, and was marked by the pealing... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - Literature - 1896 - 478 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. Ave Maria! 'tis the hour of prayer! Ave Maria! 'tis the hour of love! Ave Maria! may our spirits dare... | |
 | English poetry - 1898 - 344 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, Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When... | |
 | Estelle May Hurll - 1899 - 514 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." The atmosphere of prayer pervades the picture. The woman stands with bowed head and hands 1 " Hail Mary... | |
 | 1900 - 134 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." The atmosphere of prayer pervades the picture. The woman stands with bowed head and hands 1 " Hail Mary... | |
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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,... 
