 | Derwent Coleridge - 1863 - 372 страници
...creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fleJged hope still fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing... | |
 | Half hours - 1863 - 408 страници
...simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest, With new-born hope for ever in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 772 страници
...ereed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, N Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 страници
...creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 страници
...creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - 618 страници
...creec1. Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, "With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast — Not for these I raise the song of thanks and praise...vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 страници
...creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast. Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing... | |
 | Eneas Sweetland Dallas - 1866 - 362 страници
...simple creed that he gives thanks for the remembrance of his youth : Not for these I raise The song oi' thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings...vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing... | |
 | R. C. J. - 1866 - 304 страници
...whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:— Not for these I raise But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and...vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing... | |
 | 1866 - 298 страници
...their eternal ray ?" The more philosophic Wordsworth has spoken of " Those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized ; High instincts before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing... | |
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Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal... 
