 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 страници
...156 Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 страници
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May 1 What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 354 страници
...recollection comes rushing by with thoughts of long-past years, and rings in my ears with never-dying sound. " What though the radiance which was once so bright, Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour in the flow'r... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 420 страници
...language of a fine poet (who is himself among my earliest and not least painful recollections) — " What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever vanish'd from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1826 - 420 страници
...must appear. Whether I shall ever venture on the task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1826 - 430 страници
...must appear. Whether I shall ever venture on the task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1826 - 432 страници
...my thoughts and feet still take their old direction, though hailed by no friendly greetings : — " What though the radiance which was once so bright, Be now for ever vanished from my sight ; Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass — of splendour... | |
 | 1832 - 492 страници
...LIFE. Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence — CONSOLATION IN OLD AGE. What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight ; Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
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Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring... 
