 | Anna U. Russell - 1853 - 580 страници
...lovely yet. The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality: Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live; Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To... | |
 | 1854 - 456 страници
...lovely yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears, To me... | |
 | 1855 - 458 страници
...lovely yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears, To me... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 590 страници
...That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms arc won — GG Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, its fears : To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears."... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 556 страници
...lovely yet. The clouds that gather round a setting sun Do take a sober colouring from the eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won— GO Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joy«, its fears... | |
 | Richard Deakin - 1857 - 716 страници
...an eye That hath kept wateh o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other pnlms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks...tenderness, its joys and fears, To me the meanest flowers that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for teaie." Wordsworth. Sect. 8. Terminal... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - 424 страници
...poetic creed, neglected for five centuries, has been reannounced more strongly by a later voice : — " Thanks to the human heart by which we live, — Thanks...its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the nearest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." The deepest response... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 страници
...yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To... | |
 | Anna Maria Hall - 1857 - 334 страници
...yet : The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won." WORDSWOKTH. ALTHOUGH there is nothing to gratify self-love in .the distinction I claim, it is,... | |
 | Julia Addison - 1857 - 684 страници
...through death.' Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of early Childhood, WOEDSWOKTH. ' Thanks to the human heart by which we live — Thanks to its tenderness, ils joys, and fears — T" me the meanest (lower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too... | |
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The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys,... 
