 The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering...  Poems, in Two Volumes, - Страница 151по William Wordsworth - 1807 - 170 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast :Not for these [ raise The song... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitue! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed 352 For that which is most worthy to be blest ; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 316 страници
...joy that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not in deed For that which is most worthy to be blest Delight and liberty the simple creed Of childhood,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1818 - 390 страници
...that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! . , ' The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...liberty, the simple creed , Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, . ' . _ . ' > With new-fledged hope still fluttering in bis breast : — Not for these... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 страници
...remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest...and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still flutteringin his breast :Not for these I raise The song... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of onr past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions: not indeed For that which is must worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest,... | |
 | Joseph Tinker Buckingham, Edwin Buckingham, Samuel Gridley Howe, John Osborne Sargent, Park Benjamin - 1833 - 550 страници
...in the gale, and, in silence and solitude, I feel that I am seen and guarded by their happy spirits. The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions. * * * for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1834 - 368 страници
...joy that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...and liberty the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:— Not for these I raise The... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1834 - 360 страници
...joy that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty the rimple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breuti—... | |
 | Sharon Turner - 1834 - 608 страници
...remembers, What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction ; not, indeed, For that, which is most worthy to be...Liberty ; the simple creed Of childhood ; whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged Hope still fluttering in her breast. 16 ' There was a time when meadow,... | |
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