 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 страници
...that doth live, That nature yet remembers / . What was so fugitive! 154 The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions: not indeed...ever in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those .obstinate questionings. Of sense and outward thingsy Fallings... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 страници
...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...ever in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...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...and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast :Not for these [ raise The song... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...so fugitue! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed 352 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 fluttering in his breast :— Not for these I raise The... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 316 страници
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not in deed 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 fluttering in his breast: — Not for these I raise The... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1818 - 390 страници
...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...liberty, the simple creed , Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, . ' . _ . ' > With new-fledged hope still fluttering in bis breast : — Not for these... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 страници
...remembers 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...and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still flutteringin his breast :Not for these I raise The song... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of onr past years ual strength: his mind was keen, Intrust- and frugal, apt for nil aff must worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest,... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 страници
...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 ever in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...something that dotli 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 is most worthy to be blessed ; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged... | |
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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 fluttering... 
