 Oh ! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her ! Ye Elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord me...  Fraser's Magazine - Page 5761845Full view - About this book
 | 1848 - 788 pages
...sea, joy almost as dear As if there were no man to trouble what is clear. VOL. LXIV NO. CCCXCVI. 2 K " Oh ! that the Desert were my dwelling-place With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, bating no one, love but only her ! Ye Elements ! — in whose... | |
 | 1838 - 884 pages
...poets, Byron alone has fitly sung the sea. Let us recite the celebrated close of Childe Harold. " Oh I that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race And, hating no one, love but only her I Ye Elements ! — in whose... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 pages
...reap from earth, sea, joy almost as dear As if there were no man to trouble what is clear. CLXXVII. Oh! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love buLonly her! Ye Elements! in whose ennobling... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 pages
...CLXXVII. Oh ! that the Desert were my dwelling place , ( With one fair Spirit for my minister _ 1 That I might all forget the human race , And, hating no one, love but only her! Ye Elements !— in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord me such a being... | |
 | 1821 - 656 pages
...that day, all that night, the over-consciousness of thought sticking in us like pins and needles. " Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister." But ladies won't go into the desert even to spend the honey-moon ; and if the fair spirits won't go... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 pages
...CLXXVII. Oh ! that the Desart were my dwelling place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her! Ye Elements! — in -whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord me such a being... | |
 | 1821 - 662 pages
...that day, all that night, the over-consciousness of thought sticking in us like pins and needles. " Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister." But ladies won't go into the desert even to spend the honey-moon ; and if the fair spirits won't go... | |
 | 1826 - 602 pages
...countrywomen. Lord Byron has said, and often, in youthful reverie, had I echoed the wish : — " Would that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister !" And now I had grown to manhood, and in the wilds of fiery climes had made myself a home; but that... | |
 | 1822 - 440 pages
...ne donnent qu'une foible idee Mad. de Staël. Ob that the desert were my dwel With one fair spiiil for my minister That 1 might all forget the human race And hating no one, lovebntonty l»er! Ye elements! — in whose ennobling star I feel myself exalted— can ve not Accord... | |
 | 1822 - 690 pages
...that day, all that night, the over-consciousness of thought sticking in us like pins and needles. " Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister." It were endless to enumerate the various fashions, perplexities, and despondencies, attendant on touching... | |
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