 If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee,...  Selections from Wordsworth - Strana 186autor/autoři: William Wordsworth - 1885 - 282 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 str.
...things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and...my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! •And now,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 str.
...If thisBe but a vain belief,- yet, oh ! how oftr. In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and...my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 str.
...of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How...my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with gleams of half-extinguish'd thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat of a sad perplexity,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 str.
...s If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and...my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 str.
...belief, yet, oh! how oft, In darkness, and, amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light, when the ftetful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have...beatings of my heart, How oft in spirit, have I turned to thec O sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer through the woods How often has my spirit turned to thee ? And now,... | |
 | 1804 - 994 str.
...strong charm Of Nature." Bajley, 53, 54. 49. Compare these passages with Mr. Wordsworth's " Wye." " When the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the heatings of my heart, How oft m spirit have I turn'd to thce ! # • • nor the sneers of selfish... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 str.
...things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and...heart, How oft, in .spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye !" Thou wanderer thro' the woodi, How often baa my spirit turned to thee! 75 And now,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 str.
...things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light; when the fretful .stir Unprofitable, and...heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with... | |
 | 1860 - 796 str.
...deep power of joy," and seen beneath a ruffled surface an inner life of peace. And even now, for us, when " The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of the heart — How oft, in spirit," may we turn to pictures such as these by Scheffer, and find a blessed... | |
 | 1838 - 884 str.
..." If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Has hung upon the heatings of my heartHow oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 silvan Wye ! Thou... | |
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