 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pàgines
...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor, perchance. If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...thou, my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend, and iu thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read * This line -has a close resemblance... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pàgines
...iuy moral being. i 1 ' ' ; . . . . . ' ; ' ( . Nor, perchance, If 1 were not thus taught, should 1 the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend! and in thy voice .1 catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor, perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with me, here, upon the banks Of th s fair river ; thou, my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend, and in thy voice I catch The language... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pàgines
...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pàgines
...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 pàgines
...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I wete not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pàgines
...taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thon art with me, here, upon the banki Of this fair river; thou, my dearest friend, My dear,...I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in... | |
 | 1825 - 500 pàgines
...in any of the reviews of Mr. Wordsworth's poetry, Nor perchance, If I were not tbus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...banks Of this fair river ; thou, my dearest Friend, ftly dear, dear Friend, and in thy voice Icatck The language of my former heart, and read My former... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 pàgines
...guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 pàgines
...of my heart, ami soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance. If 1 were not thus taught, should I llie more Suffer my genial spirits to decay: For thou art...river ; thou, my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend, aud in thy voice I catcb The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting... | |
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My dear, dear friend, and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. 
