 In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods,...  The Poems of William Wordsworth - Стр. 568авторы: William Wordsworth - 1908Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - Страниц: 240
...joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - Страниц: 270
...see into the life of things. 2O3 If thisBe but a vain belief,- yet, oh ! how oftr. In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the...the world,. Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 282
...We see into the life of things. s If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 356
...belief, yet, oh! how oft, In darkness, and, amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light, when the ftetful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon -the beatings of my heart, How oft in spirit, have I turned to thec O sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer through the woods How often has... | |
 | 1804 - Страниц: 994
...strong charm Of Nature." Bajley, 53, 54. 49. Compare these passages with Mr. Wordsworth's " Wye." " When the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the heatings of my heart, How oft m spirit have I turn'd to thce ! # • • nor the sneers of selfish... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - Страниц: 416
...joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in .spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye !" Thou wanderer thro' the woodi, How often... | |
 | 1838 - Страниц: 884
...We see into the life of things. " If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the...fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Has hung upon the heatings of my heartHow oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 silvan Wye ! Thou... | |
 | 1860 - Страниц: 796
...deep power of joy," and seen beneath a ruffled surface an inner life of peace. And even now, for us, when " The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of the heart — How oft, in spirit," may we turn to pictures such as these by Scheffer, and find a blessed... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - Страниц: 280
...joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thec, O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - Страниц: 372
...see into the life of things. • If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan W,ye ! Thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
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