 | Henry Reed - 1857 - 424 páginas
...gladdened by a return of a memory of the emotion which some placid scene had inspired him with : — " Oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, — Hpw oft in spirit have I turn'd to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1857 - 394 páginas
...pure and lofty regions—for the fresh green places of refuge which it has offered me in many an hour when • ' The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart;' and when I have found in your thoughts and images such relief as the vision of your ' Sylvan Wye,'... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 páginas
...Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.. If this Be hut a vain helicf, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight, when the fretful stir Uuprofitahle, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the heatings of my heart, How oft in spirit... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 páginas
...eye made quiet by the powei Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In...the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings ol my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wand'rer through the woods.... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 páginas
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power 01 joy, We see into the lite ot things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Ot joyless daylight ; when the fretiul stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 312 páginas
...gladdened by a return of a memory of the emotion which some placid scene had inspired him with:— " Oh! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes...heart,— How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee !" He came forth... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 322 páginas
...gladdened by a return of a memory of the emotion which some placid scene had inspired him with : — • " Oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes...heart, — How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee !" He came forth... | |
 | John Tillotson - 1860 - 164 páginas
...this picturesque and interesting river. Says he — How oft — In darkness, and amid the many simpes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable,...heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 páginas
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet oh ! how oft —...fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heartHow oft, in spirit, have I turn'd to thee, O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall, Mrs. S. C. Hall - 1861 - 546 páginas
...seclusion, and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky. How oft In darkness, and amid the uiany shapes Of joyless daylight, when the fretful stir...turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through tho woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! " "We have thus conducted the reader down the Wye,... | |
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In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; 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, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro... 
