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" Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! "
The Monthly Review - Страница 271
1842
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Poems,: In Two Volumes,

William Wordsworth - 1807
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! 118 H. 119 " Beloved Vale ! " I said, " when I shall COB...

Poems

William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw 1, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own...sweet will: Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! 184 XXVI. XXVII. P ELI ON and Ossa flourish side by side,...

The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Том 4

Tobias Smollett - 1816
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will. Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! Frankfort, after the burial of his relatives, takes the...

The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature

Tobias George Smollett - 1816
...his first splendor, valley, rock or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt a calm so deep! The river glidetb at his own sweet will. Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! Frankfort, after the burial of his relatives, tikes the infection,...

The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth, Том 3

William Wordsworth - 1820
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! IX. PELION and Ossa flourished side by side, Together...

The North American Review, Том 18

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1824
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will ; — — the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! It is the author...

The Literary magnet of the belles lettres, science, and the fine arts ..., Том 1

Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1826
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! Fair is the swan, whose majesty, prevailing O'er brcezcless...

The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Том 2

William Wordsworth - 1827
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! XXVII. OXFORD, MAT 30, 1820. YE sacred Nurseries of blooming...

The sonnets of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1899 - 477 страници
...Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! Conclusion IF these brief Records, by the Muses' art 1827?...

Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain ...

John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 560 страници
...did sun more beautifully steep, In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own...sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! SONNET. THE world is too much with us ; late and soon,...




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