10 ENGLISH BOOKS RELATING TO «UTTERLESS»
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Sound Intentions: The Workings of Rhyme in ...
... winter wind in actual pines is almost—but not exactly—replicated in the poem's
fictional world of gods, who are hushed by a Saturn preparing to load every rift
with ore in 'the full weight of utterless thought'.49 Yet 'utterless', as it interrupts the
House of Commons Debates, Official Report
Mr. Fisher: "Utterless"? Mr. Gregoire: Utterless. Crystal clear. [Translation] Mr.
Speaker, it is surprising that this happens exactly the second year in office of this
government and the present Minister of Finance (Mr. Gordon). Does it mean that
Canada. Parliament. House of Commons, 1964
Keats and Philosophy: The Life of Sensations
Later, preparing to rouse the wounded Titans, Saturn is burdened with the heavy
purport of his speech, 'His tongue with the full weight of utterless thought' (2. 120)
struggles as though the heavy matter of his meditations could obstruct the ...
Viator, Or, A Peep Into My Note Book
... nor a scholar ; but an oppressed, deformed, poor, and sooty slave, born of
obscure parents, in an almost unknown town, and deemed, at one time, so
utterless worthless as to be sold for three half pence — his new master jocosely
Through every rift it foamed in vain, About its earthly prison, Seeking some
unknown thing in pain, And sinking restless back again, For yet no moon had
risen : Its only voice a vast, dumb moan, Of utterless anguish speaking, It lay
James Russell Lowell, 1844
The Poetical Works of John Keats
There is a roaring in the bleak-grown pines When Winter lifts his voice ; there is a
noise Among immortals when a God gives sign, With hushing finger, how he
means to load His tongue with the full weight of utterless thought, With thunder,
John Keats, James Russell Lowell, 1873
Kettell, Samuel: Specimens of American Poetry...
Is the soul which beams from her large blue eye, ' Where utterless thoughts
appear and flee, Like shadows of clouds o'er a sunny sea. In the sleepless night,
and the ceaseless stir Of the busy day, my thought is with her, And memory and
They stared and quit and wandered off in different directions, utterless. They each
went to their own house because what they'd done made them want to be alone.
They were having rise good solid stunned emotions that make you want to hug ...
The Broadview Anthology of Literature of the Revolutionary ...
... and jet, and hollow eyes. There is a roaring in the bleak-grown pines When
Winter lifts his voice; there is a noise Among immortals when a God gives sign,
With hushing finger, how he means to load His tongue with the full weight of
D.L. Macdonald, Anne McWhir, 2010
Specimens of American poetry: with critical and biographical ...
Like the moon which looks out from a cloudy sky, Is the soul which beams from
her large blue eye, Where utterless thoughts appear and flee, Like shadows of
clouds o'er a sunny sea. In the sleepless night, and the ceaseless stir Of the busy