 What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still...  Christian Examiner and Theological Review - Стр. 3191837Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Wordsworth - 1861 - Страниц: 662
...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! IX. O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed For that which is most worthy to be blessed ; Delight... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - Страниц: 356
...Prophet! Seer blest! And custom lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - Страниц: 438
...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life. O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which... | |
 | Theodore Parker - 1861 - Страниц: 408
...God turns the mill, who shall stop it? There is a spark from the good God in us all. " O» j°y tha* in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive." Methinks I see some thoughtful man, studious of truth, his intellectual piety writ on his tall pale... | |
 | Alexander Simpson Patterson - 1862 - Страниц: 236
...entitled "Intimations of Immortality/' and grounded on a well-known theory of Plato: — " O joy I that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive I The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which... | |
 | Derwent Coleridge - 1863 - Страниц: 372
...foster-child, her inmate man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. ***** 0 joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth...live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which... | |
 | Half hours - 1863 - Страниц: 408
...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! . Oh joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions ; not indeed For that which... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - Страниц: 770
...perceives it die away, And fude into the light of common day." And pages 352 to 354 of the same ode.* " O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - Страниц: 772
...die away, And fade into the light of common day." And pages 352 to 354 of the same ode.* " 0 joy 1 that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers IAVhat was so fugitive '. The thought of oar past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - Страниц: 316
...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which... | |
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