 It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.  Blackwood's Magazine - Seite 11820Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Hiram Fuller - 1858 - 359 Seiten
...makes the piano sing, and talk, and laugh, and cry; and he makes me laugh and cry, too. " And now 'tis like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." Albites and Guion are both excellent pianists, but in the presence of Gottschalk they are like satellites... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1858
...air With their sweet jargoning 1 " Aud now 'twas like all instruments, Xow like a lonelv flute ; Aud now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. " Ц ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, Л noise like of a hidden brook... | |
 | Emma Macallan - 1859 - 203 Seiten
...which, from time to time burst from the spirits of the gale, recurred to my memory : " And now 'tis like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." At the same moment a pale, silvery streak brightened the edge of a dark mass of clouds, and soon the... | |
 | William Hone - 1859
...leafy channels. ' It ceased,' says the poet, speaking of a sound of heavenly voices about a ship, — It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods ail night Singeth a... | |
 | James B. Twitchell - 1981 - 219 Seiten
..."Coleridge's Revision of The Ancient Mariner," Studies in Philology 2q (1932): 90. 1 798 — text retained It ceased: yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet... | |
 | Eugene O'Neill - 1988 - 434 Seiten
...a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! And now 't was like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the... | |
 | Nicholas V. Riasanovsky - 1995
...a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning!...sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet... | |
 | Karl Kroeber, Gene W. Ruoff - 1993 - 508 Seiten
...sounds already discussed, where we find metaphors drawn from a common stock of religious vocabulary ("And now it is an angel's song, / That makes the heavens be mute"), as well as from a hospitable shore landscape. From this point on, the rich sensorial language and swift-moving... | |
 | Jack Stillinger - 1994 - 272 Seiten
...1828, 1829 350 For ... it] The day-light LBI 360 Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning!...'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; 365 And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 891 Seiten
...a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are. How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning!...is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. .60 l"he lonesome Spirit from the south-pole carries on the ship av far ar the Line, in ohedience to... | |
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