 | Sir Edward Strachey - 1874 - 504 str.
...to the very fir-trees, is at rest, and breaks into singing.* Hell — the unseen world of gloom * ' All the earth is gay : Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity.' Wordsworth, Ode. ' Ipsi Irctitia voces ad sidera jnctant 1 utonsi monies ; ipsse jam carmina mpes,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong : I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay...creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; 1 see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its... | |
 | Gilbert Highet - 1949 - 802 str.
...spirit. The ode opens with rejoicing, and closes with triumph renewed. It is the festival of spring : Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday. But the poet, within the rejoicing, is alone, with a thought of grief. Again and again he declares... | |
 | Geoffrey H. Hartman - 1987 - 281 str.
...as if Wordsworth had been released into voice as well as blessing, into a voice that is a blessing. Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make. . . (St. IV) It is a moment remarkably similar to the removal of the curse from the Ancient Mariner... | |
 | Peter J. Manning - 1990 - 338 str.
...within the poet's tropes, creatures of metaphor and myth. The immediacy urged in the third stanza — "Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd Boy!" — and the intimate address of the eighth stanza to "Thou little Child" give way to the mere seeing... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1994 - 628 str.
...through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; 30 Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday;Thou Child of Joy, Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy! IV Ye blessed... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng. The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea iO Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth everv' Beast keep holiday; — Thou... | |
 | Kenneth R. Johnston - 1998 - 1018 str.
...Try as he will, through four desperate stanzas, he cannot keep his faith. The last of them begins, "Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call / Ye to each other make; . . . The fulness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all." But it ends, "Whither is fled the visionary... | |
 | Leon Waldoff - 2001 - 192 str.
...in a dramatic situation. sleep,"13 it is clear that the last lines ("And all the earth is gay . . . Thou Child of Joy, / Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy!" [29—35]) anticipate and lead into a radical shift in the speaker's tone in stanza... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 str.
...grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea 30 Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday; Thou Child... | |
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No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity... 
