 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1880 - 738 страници
...should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay: For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear...read \\ My former pleasures in the shooting lights Ji Of thy wild eyes. 0, yet a little while JJ May I behold in thec what I was once, My dear, clear... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1880 - 676 страници
...upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou, my dearest friend. My dear, dear friend, and in thy voice 1 catch The language of my former heart, and read My...wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what 1 was once, My dear, dear sister ! and this prayer I make, Knowing that nature never did... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 824 страници
...art with me here, npon the brinks Of tlite fair river; them, my dearest frieud, My dear, dear fiieud, and in thy voice I catch The language of my former...former pleasures In the shooting lights Of thy wild < y;-n. O ! vet a liitle while May I hcholri in thee what I was once, My dear, dear sister ! And this... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 654 страници
...decay : For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river ; t: _,u my dearest Friend, My d2ar dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language...wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear dear Sister ! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1889 - 308 страници
...I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay ; For thou art with me, here, upon the banks Of thi.s fair river ; thou, my dearest friend, My dear, dear...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. O, yet a little while May 1 behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear sister ! And this prayer... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1881 - 732 страници
...should I the more Puffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear...and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Ol' thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister!... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - 906 страници
...should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with me, here, upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou, my dearest Friend, My dear, dear...wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make. Knowing that Nature never did... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1882 - 520 страници
...I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with me here upon the banks .J-li? kir river ; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend...wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1882 - 642 страници
...should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with me here upon the hanks Of this fair river ; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear...lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I hehold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1882 - 720 страници
...should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay: For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. 0, yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister! and this prayer I... | |
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My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. 
