“I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray Visits these eyes, waking at once I cry, Whence this excess of joy? What has befallen me? And from within a thrilling voice replies, Thou art in Rome! A thousand busy thoughts Rush on my mind, a thousand images; And I spring up as girt to run a race!” MindArtEyeRunningJoyVoiceRaceMorningCryThousandSpringBusyWakingRaysRomeExcessThrillingThese Eyes Book:The poetical works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White: complete in one volume Source: The poetical works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White: complete in one volume
“Feeling hearts--touch them but lightly--pour A thousand melodies unheard before.” HeartFeelingsThousandMelodySensibilityUnheardTouching The Heart Author:Samuel Rogers
“The soul of music slumbers in the shell Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour A thousand melodies unheard before!” HeartSoulFeelingsMastersThousandMelodySpellsShellsSlumberUnheardTouching The Heart Book:Poems ... Source: Poems ...
