...be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships,...steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; 10 Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the...

...be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships,...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! Wordsworth's eloquence may...

...silent, hare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie (>pen unto the fields, aml to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never...first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw f, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear (»od! the very houses...

...a theatrical baseball structure inspired by the poet's words: "This city now doth, like a garment, wear / The beauty of the morning; silent, bare / Ships,...theatres, and temples lie / Open unto the fields, and to the sky." "Pole art" installations on this greenway include an oversized garden rake (at Oak...

...be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open to the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully...

...some elevation: Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill. ('Composed upon Westminster Bridge, Sept. 3, 1 8oz', 6-7, 9-10) 16 MH Abrams, Doing Thmgs with Texts:...

...be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships,...I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!...

...be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare. Ships,...I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!"...

...being is utterly absent, and the cityscape thus instantly becomes a part of a whole, physical earth silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and...steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; That this vision results from (or is perhaps produced by) feeling that 'all that mighty heart is lying...

...(Looking back): They're coming now. JOE (Ignoring him, recites): This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships,...domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky . . . (Beat.) HENRY: Wrong bridge. JOE: Yes. I know. HENRY: I didn't mean to — JOE...