 Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long, barren silence, square with my desire ; To sit without emotion, hope, or aim, In the loved presence of my cottage-fire, And listen to the flapping of the flame, Or kettle whispering its faint undersong....  Spring-tide: Or, The Angler and His Friends - Страница 62по John Yonge Akerman - 1850 - 192 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 страници
...These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long,...my desire ; To sit without emotion, hope, or aim, By my half-kitchen my half-parlour fire, And listen to the flapping of the flame, Or kettle, whispering... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 страници
...These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long,...with my desire; To sit without emotion, hope, or aim, By my half-kitchen my half-parlour fire. And listen to the flapping of the flame, Or kettle, whispering... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long,...desire ; To sit without emotion, hope, or aim, In the lov'd presence of my cottage-fire, And listen to the flapping of the flame, Or kettle, whispering its... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long,...desire ; To sit without emotion, hope, or aim, In the lov'd presence of my cottage-fire, And listen to the flapping of the flame, Or kettle, whispering its... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 362 страници
...These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long,...flame, Or kettle, whispering its faint undersong. XXII. cONTINUED. " YET life," you say, " is life; we have seen and see, And with a living pleasure... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 страници
...These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long,...the flame, Or kettle whispering its faint undersong. XXXIX. CONTINUED. « YET life," you say, " is life ; we have seen and see, And with a living pleasure... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1899 - 308 страници
...These all wear out of me, like Forms with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long,...the flame, Or kettle whispering its faint undersong. Personal " YET life," you say, " is life ; we have seen and see, Talk And with a living pleasure we... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 страници
...out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than suck discourse doth silence long, Long, barren silence,...loved presence of my cottage-fire, And listen to the (lapping of the ll.ime, Or kettle whispering its faint undersong. CONTINUED. « Yet )ife,»you&ay,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...Painted on rich men's floors, for one feastnight. Better than such discourse doth silence long, I>«ng, lov'd presence of my cottage-fire, And I], i, -ii to the flapping of the flame, Or kettle, whispering... | |
 | Robert Walsh - 1836 - 536 страници
...square with my desire; To sit without emotion, hope, or aim, In the loved presence of my cottage fire, And listen to the flapping of the flame, Or kettle whispering its faint under-song." How could the world regard, but with disgust, a man who, while war was raging abroad, and revolutionary... | |
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