 | William Wordsworth - 1859 - 386 страници
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright...ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring hack the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength... | |
 | William Henry Milburn - 1859 - 398 страници
...my eight— Thongh nothing can bring hack the hoar Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the Sowar, We will grieve not— rather find Strength in what...the primal sympathy, Which, having been, must ever bein the soothing thongbts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death,... | |
 | William Hone - 1859 - 854 страници
...that will fetch the day about from sun to sun, and rock the tedious year as in a delightful dream." What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from our sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grans, of glory in the Bower 1... | |
 | William Henry Milburn - 1859 - 390 страници
...away a glory from the earth." " What though the radiance, which was once BO bright, Be now forever taken from my sight— Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower, We will grieve not— rather find Strength in what remains... | |
 | William Henry Milburn - 1859 - 402 страници
...bright, Be now forever taken from my sight — Though nothing can bring hack the hoar Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower, We will grieve not— rather fiud Strength in what remains behind— In the primal sympathy, Which, having been, must ever be —... | |
 | William Henry Milburn - 1859 - 392 страници
...bright, Be now forever taken from my sight — Though nothing can bring hack the hoar Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower. We will grieve not — rather fiud Strength in what remains behind— In the primal sympathy, Which, having been, must ever be—... | |
 | Evenings - 1860 - 386 страници
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel Ihe gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright...ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring bnck the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1909 - 874 страници
...revolution swept away old landmarks and changed for ever the face of the land, though ' nothing could bring back the hour of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower,' still here, too, there was ' strength in what remained behind,' and art survived at once the... | |
 | William Henry Milburn - 1860 - 388 страници
...flower, Wfl will grieve not— rather Olid Strength In what remains behind — In the primal sympnthy, Which, having been, must ever be— In the soothing thoughts that spring Oat of human suffering; • ID the faith thnt looks through death, Jm your* J»t bring; the philosophic... | |
 | Half hours - 1863 - 408 страници
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of tho May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright...In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever bo ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through... | |
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What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... 
