...interwound, And inly answering all the senses round With ofUtvcK of a mystic depth nnd height, Which stc-p out grandly to the infinite From the dark edges of...the sensual ground ! This song of Soul I struggle to out bear Through portals of the ее пае, sublime and whole, And utter all myself into the air —...

...deliver right That music of my nature, day and night Both dream, and thought, and feeling interwound, And inly answering all the senses round With octaves...— But if I did it — as the thunder-roll Breaks it« own cloud — my flesh would perish there, Before that dread apocalypse of soul. lei WINTHROP...

...deliver right That music of my nature, day and night Both dream, and thought, and feeling ¡nterwound, And inly answering all the senses round With octaves...Through portals of the sense, sublime and whole, And uuer all myself into the air — But if 1 did it— as the thunder-roll Breaks ita own cloud — my...

...my nature, day and night With dream and thought and feeling, intcrwound ; And inly answering all tho senses round With octaves of a mystic depth and height,...the sensual ground ! This song of soul I struggle to outhear Through portals of the sense, sublime and whole, And utter all myself into the air. But if...

...deliver right That music of my nature, day and night, With dream and thought and feeling interwoven, And inly answering all the senses' round, With octaves...infinite, From the dark edges of the sensual ground. EB BROWMINO. AUBIN. No doubt, there is in men a love of life, and so life is eternal with them, I believe....

...grand emotion to shape itself into rhythm: "With octaves of a mystic depth and height, Which steps out grandly to the infinite From the dark edges of the sensual ground." 7 It is difficult for one long to content himself with mean pursuits and debasing pleasures, who is...

...deliver right That music of my nature, day and night With dream and thought and feeling intenvound, And inly answering all the senses round With octaves...whole, And utter all myself into the air. But if I did it,—as the thunder-roll Breaks its own cloud,—my flesh would perish there, Before that dread apocalypse...

...deliver right That music of my nature, day and night, With dream and thought and feeling, interwound, And inly answering all the senses round With octaves...portals of the sense, sublime and whole. And utter all-myself into the air : But if J did it,—as the thunder-roll Breaks its own cloud,—my flesh would...

...deliver right That music of my nature, day and night, With dream and thought and feeling interwound, And inly answering all the senses round With octaves...the sensual ground ! This song of soul I struggle to outbcar, Through portals of the sense sublime and whole, And utter all myself into the air." She is...

...deliver right That music of my nature, day and night, With dream and thought and feeling interwound, And inly answering all the senses round With octaves...sublime and whole, And utter all myself into the air." She is never the passive subject of that sort of inspiration by which some men almost unconsciously...