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" My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. " Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. "
A Manual of English Literature, and of the History of the English Language ... - Страница 464
по George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 536 страници
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Thoughts of the times; or, Men and things

Thomas Browne Browne - 1838 - 274 страници
...perhaps no better instance can be given than these two stanzas: " My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in...what age takes away, Than what it leaves behind." The first stanza is very beautiful, but not characteristic ; in the second a fine thought is but imperfectly...

The jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from ...

Jewel - 1839 - 352 страници
...I lay Beside this fountain's brink. My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirr'd, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days...what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. The Blackhird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are...

Waverley Novels ...: The Antiquary

Walter Scott - 1841 - 368 страници
...poem which I have heard repeated ;* Mv eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart ia idly stirr'd, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days...decay ; And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what time takes away, Than what he leaves behind. Well, time cures every wound, and though the scar may...

God's Hand in America

George Barrell Cheever - 1841 - 180 страници
...with individuals. And this perhaps was the meaning of that melancholy breathing of the poet : — " Thus fares it still in our decay ; And yet the wiser...what age takes away, Than what it leaves behind." A nation dies when the spirit of every thing good and noble dies in it. The name may live, when the...

The Saint Petersburg English Review of Literature, the Arts and Sciences, Том 2

1842 - 630 страници
...think, How oft, a vigorous man, I lay Beside this fountain's brink. My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred. For the same sound is in...decay, And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what it takes away, Than what it leaves behind. If there bo one who need bemoan His kindred laid in earth,...

Waverley Novels: The antiquary. The black dwarf. Old mortality

Walter Scott - 1843 - 722 страници
...Which in those days I heard. * Probably Wordsworth's Lyrical Ballads had not as yet been published. Thus fares it still in our decay; And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what time takes away, Than what he leaves behind. "Well, time cures every wound, and though the scar may...

Waverley Novels: Vol. 2, Том 2

Walter Scott - 1843 - 714 страници
...beautifully expressed in a poem which I have heard repeated : * My eyes are dim with childish tears. My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. * Probably Wordsworth's Lyrical B.illnds had not as yet been published. Thus fares it still in our...

Littell's Living Age, Том 210

1896 - 926 страници
...of sober, chastened, and pensive sadness. Like his favorite poet, Wordsworth, he would have said:— Thus fares it still in our decay, And yet the wiser...for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. In spite of the reserve which made such self-disclosures as Shelley has given in "Adonais" as impossible...

Sketches of the History of Literature and Learning in England ..., Томове 5–6

George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 страници
...think How oft, a vigorous man, I lay Beside this fountain's brink. My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. Thns fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than...

The Oberlin Quarterly Review, Том 2

1846 - 512 страници
...affectingly expressed the experience of men of mirth and pleasure, in all time, and in every nation. " Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser...takes away Than what it leaves behind. The blackbird in the summer trees, The lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please ; Are quiet when...




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