 | Henry Kirke White - 1811 - 404 pages
...grey morn high, On the blue mountain's misty brow, And try to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon, or eve, so sweet, As when upon the ocean shore 1 hail'd thy star-beam mild. The day-spring brings not joy to me, The moon it whispers not of peace;... | |
 | Henry Kirke White, Robert Southey - 1820 - 302 pages
...noon, or ere, so sweet, A* when upon the ocean shore I hail'd thy star-heam mild. The day-spring hrings not joy to me, The moon it whispers not of peace, But oh ! when darkness rohes the heav'ns My woes are mix'd with joy. OP And tt«sa I talk, and often think Aeriil voice* answer... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - English poetry - 1827 - 486 pages
...morn high, On the blue mountain's misty brow, And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon,...whispers not of peace ; But oh ! when darkness robes the heavens, My woes are mixed with joy. And then I talk, and often think Aerial voices answer me; And... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - English literature - 1827 - 242 pages
...To sing my evening song. * And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could t tune my reed, At morn, or noon, or eve, so sweet,...whispers not of peace ; But oh! when darkness robes the heavens, My woes are mix'd with joy. And then I talk, and often think Aerial voices answer me ; And... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - English essays - 1829 - 436 pages
...morn high, On the blue mountain's misty brow, And tried to tune my little reed \ To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon,...whispers not of peace ; But oh ! when darkness robes the heavens, My woes are mix'd with joy. And then I talk, and often think Aerial voices answer me ; And... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1829 - 520 pages
...morn high On the blue mountain's misty brow, And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon,...shore I hail'd thy star-beam mild. The day-spring bringe not joy to me, The moon it whispers not of peace! But oh ! when darkness robes the heav'ns,... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - Christian poetry, English - 1830 - 328 pages
...morn high, On the blue mountain's misty brow, And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon,...whispers not of peace; But oh! when darkness robes the heavens, My woes are mix'd with joy. And then I talk, and often think Aerial voices answer me; And... | |
 | Henry Kirke White - 1830 - 334 pages
...morn high, On the blue mountain's misty brow, And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon,...whispers not of peace ; But oh ! when darkness robes the heavens, My woes are mix'd with joy. And then I talk, and often think Aerial voices answer me ; And... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1830 - 516 pages
...high, On the blue mountain's misty brow, And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. 4 t But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon, or eve, so sweet, As when upon the ocean shore 1 hail'd thy star-beam mild. The day-spring brings not joy to me, The moon it whispers not of peace... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1830 - 516 pages
...brow, And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At mom, or noon, or eve, so sweet, As when upon the ocean shore I hail'd thy alar-beam mild. The day-spring brings not joy to me, The moon it whiapcra not of peace ! But oh ! when... | |
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I have hail'd the gray morn high, On the blue mountain's misty brow, And tried to tune my little reed To hymns of harmony. But never could I tune my reed, At morn, or noon, or eve, so sweet, As when upon the ocean shore I hail'd thy star-beam mild. 
