 To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again.  The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth - Strana 120autor/autoři: William Wordsworth - 1858 - 496 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 str.
...mystery. The same whom in my School-boy days I listen'd to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways ; In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often...never seen ! And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie npon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again. O blessed Bird ! the earth we pace... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 str.
...mystery. The same whom in my SchooUboy days I listen'd to; that Cry Which Hindu me look a thousand ways; In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou w«rt st il I a hope, a love ; Still Ioi|g'd for, never seen! And I can listen to thee yet j Can lie... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 str.
...listen'd to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways ; In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did 1 often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou...golden time again. « O blessed Bird ! the earth we pace Again appears to be An unsubstantial, faery place ; That is fit home for Thee ! 300 III. A NIGHT-PIECE.... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 str.
...; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways; In bush, and tree, and sky. .• To seek thee did 1 often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou...seen ! And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the pla^n \ And listen, till I do1 beget That golden time again. ,, '/ O blessed Bird ! the earth we pace... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1815 - 702 str.
...the, call of the cuckoo, as to realize tUc sdenes of infancy with raptures like the following : — ' I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain,...golden time again. > O blessed bird ! the earth we paco, Again appears to be An unsubstantial fairy place, • That is fit home for thee.' £oeuis, Vol.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 str.
...II. 6 The same whom in my School-boy days I listened to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often...green ; And thou wert still a hope, a love ; Still longed for, never seen ! And 1 can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1820 - 636 str.
...school-boy days I listened to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways j In bush, and tree, and sky. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain...And listen, till I do beget That golden time again. WORDSWORTHIn this month the swallow tribe returns to pass the summer with US. The migration of these... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1821 - 448 str.
...school-boy days 1 listened to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways, lu bush, and tree, and sky. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain,...And listen, till I do beget That golden time again. WORDSWORTH. April, however, is proverbial for its fickleness. All its * Evelyn says, that if the lauro-cerasus... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1824 - 380 str.
...school-boy days I listen'd to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush, and tree, and sky. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain,...And listen, till I do beget That golden time again. — Wordsworth. April however is proverbial for its fickleness. All its promises may sometimes be retarded,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 str.
...mystery. The same whom in my School-boy days I listened to ; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often...green ; And thou wert still a hope, a love ; Still longed for, never seen. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do... | |
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