 Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet...  Favourite English poems and poets - Страница 552по English poems - 1870 - 672 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 страници
...with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part, Filling from time to time his " humourous stage " With all the Persons, down to palsied Age,...thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 страници
...Equipage; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation. Thou, whose exterior semblance doth beli» Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who...eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,— r Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...way attended; At length the Man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day. Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings...thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 страници
...or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life. Shaped by himself with newly-learned art ; j A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ;...eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,— 351 Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 страници
...Age, That Life brings with her in her Equipage ; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation. 8. Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day,... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1828 - 298 страници
...who ia our home." ' How much more sublime than ever, if this is true, is his address to a child : " Thou whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's...deaf and silent readst the eternal deep ; Haunted forever by the eternal mind ! Mighty prophet ! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, rendst the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternnt the gloom; Judgment awoke not here her a Slave, A Presence whirh is not to be put by ; To whom the grave Is but a lonely bed without the sense... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 страници
...eyes ! See, at his feet some little plan or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shap'd by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a...truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to 6nd : Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 страници
...way attended ; At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day. Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own . Yearnings...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy immortality Broods like the day,... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 страници
...age ; And life brings with her in her equipage, As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation. VII. Thou whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave, Thou, over whom thy immortality Broods like the day, a... | |
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