 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1854 - 192 str.
...now for ever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the gran, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather...death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. And oh ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Think not of any severing of our lovea! Yet in my heart... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 str.
...X. Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young lambs bound, As to the labour's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that...death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. And, O ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart... | |
 | 1855 - 458 str.
...hither, "Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young lambs bound, As to the labour's sound ! "We in thought will join your throng, Ye that...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. xI. And, O ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1855 - 704 str.
...ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We La thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. XI. And 0, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in... | |
 | 1857 - 904 str.
...travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And...death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. And, 0 ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 str.
...bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. XT. And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any * severing of our loves ! Yet... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 str.
...bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. XI. And oh ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Think not of any severing of our loves ! Yet in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 str.
...taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in tho flower ,• We will grieve not, rather find Strength...death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. And oh ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Think not of any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart... | |
 | Thomas Buckley Smith - 1858 - 310 str.
...of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains...death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. And O ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Think not of any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart... | |
 | William Henry Milburn - 1859 - 390 str.
...away a glory from the earth." " What though the radiance, which was once BO bright, Be now forever taken from my sight— Though nothing can bring back...death, In years that bring the philosophic mind." TEN TEARS OF PREACHER-LIFE. CHAPTEE I. A DAY OF CLOUDS AND THICK DARKNESS. do I remember how fair the... | |
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As to the tabor's sound! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though... 
