 The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast...  Harper's First [-sixth] Reader - Pàgina 329editat per - 1890Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 pàgines
...remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest...and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest, With new-born hope for ever in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 pàgines
.... What was so fugitive! 154 The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest;...and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether fluttering or at rest. With new-born hope for ever in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pàgines
...so fugitue! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed 352 For that which is most worthy to be blest ; Delight...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pàgines
...remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest...hope still fluttering in his breast :Not for these [ raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 316 pàgines
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not in deed For that which is most worthy to be blest Delight...those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1818 - 390 pàgines
...What was so fugitive ! . , ' The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed , ' For that which is most worthy to be...simple creed , Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, . ' . _ . ' > With new-fledged hope still fluttering in bis breast : — Not for these I raise The... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 pàgines
...! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still flutteringin his breast :Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 pàgines
...Ojoy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers Wlial was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-Hedged hope still Muttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise;... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...thought of onr past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions: not indeed For that which is must worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple...at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in hi* breast: — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blessed ; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood,...song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate question ings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Black misgivings of a creature... | |
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