 | 1833 - 632 pages
...we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars. And hark ! the nightingale begins its song. He crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick...night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburden his full soul Of all its music." 3. The garden warbler. This hird much resembles... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 478 pages
...! A melancholy bird! Oh, idle thought! In nature there is nothing melancholy. * * * 'Tis the merrry nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates...warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that i111 April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His hme chant, and disburden his full soul... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - Quotations, English - 1855 - 612 pages
...merry nightingale That erowds, and hurries, and preeipitates, With fast, thiek warble, his delieious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-ehant, and disburden his full soul Of all its musie ! Coleridge. 71iou wast not born for death,... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - Periodicals - 1856 - 600 pages
...never returned. Coleridge thus expresses his estimate of this favored songster : — " 'T!s the merry nightingale That crowds and hurries and precipitates...night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburden his full soul Of all its music. " And oft a moment's space, What time the... | |
 | Comparative linguistics - 1898 - 496 pages
...Poem': "A melancholy bird ? Oh ! idle thought ! In Nature there is nothing melancholy. 'tis the merry nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes As lie were fearful that an april night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant and disburthen... | |
 | Brain - 1915 - 598 pages
...rhythmically. COLERIDGE, EXPERIMENT XIII Tis the merry nightingale Beside a brook in mossy forest dell, That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 2002 - 260 pages
...Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, 45 As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 2002 - 260 pages
...lore: we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance! 'Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, 45 As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Fiction - 2003 - 356 pages
...lore: we may not thus profane Nature's sweet voices, always full of love And joyance! Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates...night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music! And I know a grove Of large extent, hard... | |
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Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music... 
