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" For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with... "
Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon Talfourd - Страница 118
по Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1842 - 354 страници
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Littell's Living Age, Том 254

1907 - 848 страници
...mental process was the reverse of Wordsworth's. Wordsworth learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes...humanity. Not harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. Mark Twain, on the other hand, heard "the still, sad music of humanity" when...

The Living Age, Том 274

1912 - 880 страници
...view of "the correspondency of the Universe to Deity." I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity. Not hard nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs...

The Castles and Abbeys of England: From the National Records, Early ..., Том 2

William Beattie, William Henry Bartlett - 1844 - 436 страници
...thoughtless youth, hut hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts : a sense sublime Of something far more...

The North American Review, Том 59

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1844 - 548 страници
...thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime Of something far more...

Cyclopædia of English literature, Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though heave a sigh, Nor will you blush to abed a tear. * Capt presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime Of something far more...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though ly gay, There, in hie noisy mansion skilled to rule, Th presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime Of something far more...

The Mother's Assistant and Young Lady's Friend, Томове 6–7

1845 - 328 страници
...such loss, I would believe Abundant recompense. For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes...music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, though of ampler power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страници
...such loss I would believe Abundant recompense. For I have learn 'd To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes...still sad music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, but of amplest power To soften and subdue. And I have felt A passion that 'disturb'd me with the joy...

The Poems of William Wordsworth, D.C.L., Poet Laureate, Etc. Etc

William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 страници
...oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, 160 POEMS OF THE IMAGINATION. Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime Of something far more...

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 страници
...for this Faint I, nor mourn, nor murmur; other gifts Have follow'd ; for such loss I would believe Abundant recompense. For I have learn'd To look on...still sad music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, but of amplest power To soften and subdue. And I have felt A passion that disturb'd me with the joy...




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