 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...crown, And bends his lofty counsels down To despicable worms. TO THE EVENING WIND. — Bryant. SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray,... | |
 | American poetry - 1855 - 458 pages
...crown, And bends his lofty counsels down To despicable worms. TO THE EVENING WIND. — Bryant. SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry lay, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1856 - 838 pages
...; The holy peace that fills the air Of those calm solitudes, is there. TO TH» ETIKTHO WIND. Spirit that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st...welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea I Kor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid forms... | |
 | Joseph Gostwick - American literature - 1856 - 338 pages
...praise bestowed on Bryant's choice of expressions : — TO THE EVENING-WIND. ' Spirit that breathcst through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight...welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea. Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight ; And languid forms... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1856 - 816 pages
...peace that fills the air Of those culin solitude*, is there. TO THE KVKXISO WTHD. Spirit that breatheat through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshnoss round my brow ; Thou hast been out upon the duep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves... | |
 | Lutheran Church - 1857 - 398 pages
...happy communion with other spheres and more distant worlds : "Spirit thai breathes! through my Inltice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day,...welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the tea! • ' Nor I alone — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight; And languid... | |
 | 1858 - 460 pages
...crown, And bends his lofty counsels down To despicable worms. TO THE EVENING WIND. — Bryant. SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st...welcome thee To the scorched land, thou wanderer of the sea! Nor I alone ; — a thousand bosoms round Inhale thee in the fulness of delight ; And languid... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1859 - 386 pages
...burn, Earliest the light of life departs, But lingers with the cold and stern. THE EVENING WIND. SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st...scattering high their spray And swelling the white sail. I weleome thee To the scorched laud, thou wanderer of the sea I THE EVENING WIND. 189 Kbr I alone —... | |
 | Methodist Church - 1859 - 694 pages
...that the Imagination can conceive : " Spirit that breathes through my lattice, thou That cool'stthe twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness...the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves rill now, Roughening their crests, and scattering high their spray, And swelling the white sail. I... | |
 | Methodist Church - 1859 - 690 pages
...using every thought of beauty and pathos that the imagination can conceive : " Spirit that breathes through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight...Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow; Thou hasl been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now, Houghening their... | |
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SPIRIT that breathest through my lattice, thou That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day, Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow : Thou hast been out upon the deep at play, Riding all day the wild blue waves till now. Roughening their crests,... 
