"A Talk on Waterloo Bridge: The Last Sight of George Borrow", p. 150.
The Coming of Love and Other Poems (1897)
Source: To Jane: The Invitation (1822), l. 21
“The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.”
Source: The Deserted Village (1770), Line 121.
“Still as they run they look behind,
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.”
St. 4
Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)
"Hymn".
Context: When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean
And billows wild contend with angry roar,
'T is said, far down beneath the wild commotion
That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore.
Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth
And silver waves chime ever peacefully,
And no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it flyeth
Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.
The London Literary Gazette (3rd January 1835) Versions from the German (First Series.) - 'The Black Hunt of Litzou'
Translations, From the German
"Already" in Drift-Weed (1878), p. 103.
Context: O brief, bright smile of summer!
O days divine and dear
The voices of winter's sorrow
Already we can hear.And we know that the frosts will find us,
And the smiling skies grow rude,
While we look in the face of Beauty,
And worship her every mood.
“Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!
O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!”
" The Starlight Night http://www.bartleby.com/122/8.html" (1877), lines 1-3
Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918)
Context: Look at the stars! look, look up at the skies!
O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air!
The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there!
