 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 страници
...D5 ri. To me, no Babbler with a tale Of sunshine and of flowers, Thou tellest, Cuckoo ! in the vale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, Darling of the...Bird ; but an invisible Thing, A voice, a mystery. The same whom in my SchooUboy days I listen'd to; that Cry Which Hindu me look a thousand ways; In... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 страници
...1820, 1827, and 1845. We quote the final revision ; " While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear ; From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near." Stanza iii., revised in 1815 and 1820, took shape finally in 1827 : " Though babbling only, to the... | |
 | 1808 - 596 страници
...Swan and Shadow !" Vol. II. p. 34. ' O Cuckoo ! shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering -voice! ' Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou...Bird ; but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery. ' The same whom in my school-boy days I listen'd to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways ;... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 страници
...thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice ? While I am lying on the grass, Thy loud note smites my ear ! — From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off and near ! 1 hear thee babbling to the Vale Of sunshine and of flowers ; And unto me thou b ring's ta tale Of... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 страници
...'Bird, Or but a wandering Voice ? • While I am lying on the grass, Thy loud note smites my ear ! — From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off and near ! 1 hear thee babbling to the Vale Of sunshine and of flowers ; And unto me thou bring'st a tale Of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 страници
...and near ! 1 hear thee babbling to the Vale Of sunshine and of flowers ; But unto me thou bring'st a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, Darling...Bird ; but an invisible Thing, A voice, a mystery. VOI,. II. 6 The same whom in my School-boy days I listened to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1820 - 636 страници
...wandering voice. While I am lying on the grass, . .••;;•...„ \ Thy loud note smites my ear ! From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off and near ! * < The same which in my school-boy days I listened to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1821 - 448 страници
...call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice. While I am lying on the grass, Thy loud note smites my ear ! From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off and near ! The same which in my school-boy days 1 listened to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways,... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1824 - 380 страници
...thee bird, Or but a wandering voice ? While I am lying on the grass, Thy loud note smites my ear ! From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off and near ! The same which in my school-boy days I listen'd to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 страници
...on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear, That seems to fill the whole air's space, As loud far off as near. * Though babbling only, to the Vale, Of sunshine...Bird : but an invisible Thing, A voice, a mystery. The same whom in my School-boy days I listened to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In... | |
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Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery... 
