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" That steal upon the meditative mind, And grow with thought. Beside yon spring I stood, And eyed its waters till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond \\ Of brotherhood is broken : time has been When, every day, the touch of human... "
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1815
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Dies Boreales: Or Christopher Under Canvass

John Wilson - 1850 - 378 страници
...Beside yon spring I stood, And eyed its waters, till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. For then a bond Of brotherhood is broken; time has been When,...natural sleep that binds them up In mortal stillness ; and they ministered To human comfort." Talboys. Are all these the Cladich Cock and his echoes ? No,...

The Excursion: A Poem

William Wordsworth - 1850 - 620 страници
...And eyed its waters till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond Of'brothevhood is broken : time has been When, every day, the touch...natural sleep that binds them up In mortal stillness ; and they ministered To human comfort. Stooping down to drink, Upon the slimy foot-stone I espied...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 67

1850 - 806 страници
...meditative mind, And grow with thought. Beside yon spring I stood, And eyed its waters till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond Of brotherhood ia broken ; time has been When, every day, the touch of human hand Dislodged the natural sleep that...

The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Late Poet Laureate

William Wordsworth - 1851 - 748 страници
...meditative mind, And grow with thought Beside yon Spiing I stood. And eyed its waters till we seemed on balmy air: I speak with knowledge, — by that...fancies, running wild Through fresh green fields, an mortul stillness; and they ministered To human comfort Stooping down to drink, Upon the slimy foot-stone...

The Works of the British Poets, Selected and Chronologically Arranged ...

John Aikin - 1852 - 792 страници
...meditative mind, And grow with thought. Beside yon spring I stood, And eyed its waters till we seem'd to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond Of...natural sleep that binds them up In mortal stillness ; and they minister'd To human comfort. Stooping down to drink, Upon the slimy footstone I espied The...

Poems from the Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1853 - 300 страници
...meditative mind, And grow with thought. Beside yon spring I stood, And eyed its waters till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond \\...natural sleep that binds them up In mortal stillness ; and they ministered To human comfort. Stooping down to drink, Upon the slimy foot-stone I espied...

The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1854 - 776 страници
...to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond 47 * WORDSWORTH'S POETICAL WORKS. Of brotherhood ia broken ; time has been When, every day, the touch of human hand Dislodged the natural sleep thai binds them up In mortal stillness; and they ministered To human comfort Stooping down to drink,...

Chambers's Papers for the People, Томове 5–6

1856 - 580 страници
...meditative mind, And grow with thought. Beside yon spring I stood And eyed its waters, till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond Of...natural sleep that binds them up In mortal stillness; and they ministered To human comfort. Stooping down to drink, Upon the slimy footstone I espied . i...

The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: In Six Volumes, Том 6

William Wordsworth - 1857 - 472 страници
...meditative mind, And grow with thought. Beside yon spring I stood, And eyed its waters till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. For them a bond Of...natural sleep that binds them up In mortal stillness ; and they ministered To human comfort. Stooping down to drink, Upon the slimy foot-stone I espied...

The Cambrian Journal, Том 4

1857 - 348 страници
...Beside the spring I stood, And eyed its waters, till we seemed to feel One sadness, they and I. Time had been When every day the touch of human hand Dislodged...natural sleep that binds them up In mortal stillness. Stooping down to drink Upon the slimy footstone I espied The useless fragment of that wooden bowl !...




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