 | Connie Robertson - 1998 - Страниц: 686
...empire overthrown! And we are left, or shall be left, alone. 12806 'Ode. Intimations of Immortality' but they make them artificial. 33 14 'Concord Hymn' By the rude bridge that vet I know, where'er I go. That there hath passed away a glory from the earth. 12807 'Ode. Intimatlons... | |
 | Betty F. Horvath - 1998 - Страниц: 156
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 | John T. MacCurdy - 1999 - Страниц: 608
...their legs and arms are wooden, and so on. There can be no hope in such a world. " Turn whereso'er I may By night or day, The things which I have seen...Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The stmshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from... | |
 | Laura Quinney - 1999 - Страниц: 232
...subjective difference with its nursery rhymes, whose very banality reflects the speaker's sense of loss: The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose,...birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. (i0-i8) Naturally, the speaker faces the same predicament as in "Tintern... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1999 - Страниц: 108
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 | George Monteiro - 2000 - Страниц: 216
...— Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. [2] The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose,...birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. [11] And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills and Groves, Forebode not... | |
 | Alister E. McGrath - 2000 - Страниц: 820
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 | Rafael Cadenas - 2000 - Страниц: 732
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 | Richard Webster - 2001 - Страниц: 268
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The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath... 
