 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 страници
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 страници
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolHng evermore.. Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! W« in thought will join your throng, 156 Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to...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... | |
 | 1817 - 526 страници
...cannot weave over again the airy, unsubstantial drauu, which reason and experience have dispelled, " What though the radiance, which was once so bright, Be now for ever taken from our sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour 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,...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour in the flow'r ; V I do not grieve, but rather find Strength in what... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1824 - 478 страници
...reflecting on the gifts of maturity. What though the radiance, which was once so bright, Be now forever taken from my sight ; Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 страници
...and make us-yearn to return thither, though it be but in thought. ' Then sing ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We i/i thought will join yonr throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Y e that through your hearts to-day... | |
 | 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... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...evermore. Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young Lamhs hnund As to the tahor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that...the May ! What though the radiance which was once so hright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring hack the hour Of splendour in... | |
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We in thought will join your throng. Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May! 
