 | Childhood - 1841 - 384 страници
...glorious birth ; Bnt yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth. in. Now. while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And...The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep. ?*(> more shall grief of mine the season wrong : I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The... | |
 | 1842 - 504 страници
...glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath pass'd away a glory from the earth. To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely...the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep. And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
 | 1862 - 512 страници
...birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath pass'd away a glory from the earth. To me alont there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance...the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страници
...glorious birth, — But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath pass'd away a glory from the earth. Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And...the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the world is gay : Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 страници
...glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. in. Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And...the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 страници
...glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. m. Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And...gave that thought relief, And I again am strong : The cataraets blow their trumpets from the steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 страници
...away a glory from the earth. Now, while the birds thus sins a joyous song, And while the young lamhs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came...the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the world is gay : Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
 | 1846 - 436 страници
...in. Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound, As to the labour's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief:...the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 страници
...;^at any rate we will believe that it is come. WORDSWORTH shall welcome it in a glorious song : — Now while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while...the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 страници
...glorious birth, — But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth. ;i To me alone there came a thought of grief ; A timely...the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the world is gay : Land and sea Give themselves up to... | |
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No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast... 
