 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 страници
...some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, 1 have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet. Felt in the blood, and felt along the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 страници
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...along the heart . And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 страници
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Belt in the blood, and felt along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 страници
...hermit's cave, where by his fire. The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, .1 have owed to them. In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,, and felt along the... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 страници
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unrefcnembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 страници
...alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind mun's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of...along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration: — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have had... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too" Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have... | |
 | 1848 - 802 страници
...can say of my route into Canada what Words-' worth says of the Wye : — " Those beauteous scenes, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is...eye ; But oft in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towers and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 страници
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As have no slight... | |
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These beauteous Forms., Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,... 
