 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the fleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Listen, O listen, them Wedding-guest ! " Marinere !... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon., A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of...woods all night-- Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the Ship Mov'd onward... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 psl.
...leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the Ship Mov'd onward from beneath. Under the keel nine fathom deep From the land of mist and snow The spirit... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of...woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the Ship Mov'd onward... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceas'd : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of...sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon \ve silently sail'd on Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the Ship Mov'd onward... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 psl.
...makes the Haavens be mute. ' It ceas'd; yet still the sails made on ' A pleasant noise till noon. * A noise like of a hidden brook ' In the leafy month...the sleeping woods all night ' Singeth a quiet tune. ' Listen, O listen, thou weddingrguest!' " Marinere! thou hast thy will; " For that, which comes out... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 psl.
...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased : yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of...woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the Ship Moved onward... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 psl.
...June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sailed on, ^et never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the Ship Moved onwaid from beneath. Under the keel nine fathom deep From the land of mist and snow The Spirit slid... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 330 psl.
...That makes the Heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of...all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath.... | |
 | 1820 - 774 psl.
...the Heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise Eke of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. The conclusion has always appeared to us to be happy and graceful in the utmost degree. The actual... | |
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It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. 
