 Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for...  Lord Byron - الصفحة 237بواسطة Louise Swanton-Belloc - 1824عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 1022
...into voice a moment, then is still, There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of...infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her lines. Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 512
...into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, — for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away. A person who was of these parties has thus described to me one of their evenings. «When the bise or... | |
 | 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 360
...of universal sympathy, Where is the poet who cannot feel the beauty of such lines as these ? — " Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 666
...voice a moment, then is still. ' There seems a floating whisper on the hill, ' But that is fancy,— for the starlight dews ' All silently their tears of love instil, ' Weeping themselves away.' A person who was of these parties has thus described to me one of their evenings. ' When the bise or... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 658
...voice a moment, then is still. ' There seems a floating whisper on the hill, ' But that is fancy,—for the starlight dews ' All silently their tears of love instil, ' Weeping themselves away.' A person who was of these parties has thus described to me one of their evenings. ' When the bise or... | |
 | Morris Mattson - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 224
...of the village took their evening rambles during the moonlight nights of spring and summer, when " The starlight dews All silently their tears of love...Deep into nature's breast the spirit of her hues." Tradition relates, that many were the vows plighted in this solitary place, with no other witnesses... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 484
...distil, Weeping themselves away till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If, in your bright leaves, we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great Oui destinies... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 158
...upward from thy base sweep slowly, with dim eyes suffused with tears, AWAKE THOU MOUNTAIN FORM. 667. Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, if in your bright leaves we would read the fate of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, that in our aspirations to be great, our destinies... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 356
...into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of...Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. (') (1) ^During Lord Byron's stay in Switzerland, he took up his residence at the well-known Campagne-Diodati,... | |
 | Marianna Pisani - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 1014
...whisper on the hill ; But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love distill, Weeping themselves away till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues. BYRON. IT was one of the loveliest evenings in the loveliest month of an English summer. The day had... | |
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