 | 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 314
...heard To break the midnight air; though the rais'd car, Intensely list'ning, drinks in ev'ry breath. How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise! But are they silent all ? or is there not A tongue in ev'ry star that talks with man, And woos him to be wise ? nor woos in vain. This dead of midnight is... | |
 | Anna Laetitia Barbauld - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 136
...heard To break the midnight air ; I ho' the raised ear, Intense!; listening, drinks in every breath. How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise ! But...not A tongue in every star that talks with man, And wooes him to be wise ? nor wooes in vain: This dead of midnight is the noon of thought. And wisdom... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 492
...gaze, and said, Adore, O man ! The finger of thy God ! How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise I But are they silent all ? or is there not A tongue in every star, that talks with man, And wooes him to be wise ? or wooes in vain . This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, And wisdom... | |
 | Mrs. Barbauld (Anna Letitia), Lucy Aikin - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 434
...heard To break the midnight air ; though the raised ear, Intensely listening, drinks in every breath. How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise ! But...with man, And woos him to be wise ? nor woos in vain : This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, And Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars. At this... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...heard To break the midnight air ; tho' the rais'd ear Intensely listening, drinks in every breath. How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise ! But...not A tongue in every star that talks with man, And wooes him to be wise ? nor wooes in vain : This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, And wisdom... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...heard To break the midnight air ; tho' the rais'd ear, Intensely list'ning, drinks in ev'ry breath. How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise ' But...are they silent all ? or is there not A tongue in ev'ry star that talks with man, And woos him to be wise ? nor woos in vain : This dead of midnight... | |
 | William Ellis - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 474
...field, And worthy of the maker. From what pure wells Of milky light, what soft o'erflowing urn, Are alt these lamps so fill'd ? These friendly lamps For ever...in vain. At this still hour the self-collected soul vTurns inward, and beholds a stranger there Of high descent, and more than mortal rank. -A spark of... | |
 | 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 454
...tho' the rais'd ear i- "i H *if' '*••> Intensely listening, drinks in every breath. r . . • in How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise ! But...there not A tongue in every star that talks with man, i ...... And wooes him to be wise ? nor wooes in vain : This dead of midnight is the noon of thought,... | |
 | Moses Severance - 1832 - عدد الصفحات: 312
...the mystic tablet, hung on high To public gaze, and said — Adore, O Man ! The finger of thy God! 4. How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise : But are they silent all 1 or is there not A tongue in every star, that talks with man And woos him to be wise — or woos in... | |
 | William Ellis - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...deep, To point our path, and light us to our home. How soft they slide among their lucid sphere* ! How deep the silence, yet how loud the praise ( But are they silent all 1 or is there not A tongue in every star, that talks with man, And wooes him to be wise ? nor wooes... | |
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or is there not A tongue in every star, that talks with man, And woos him to be wise ? nor woos in vain: This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, And Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars. At this still hour the self-collected soul Turns inward,... 
