 | John Bartlett - 1865 - 504 Seiten
...mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened. Hid. The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, Ibid. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 Seiten
...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, In...the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turn'd to thee! O, sylvan Wye! Thou wand'rer through the woods, How often has my spirit turn'd to thee... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866 - 408 Seiten
...quiet by the power ( if harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Re but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft — In darkness,...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... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 Seiten
...this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft — Lines Written on revisiting the Banks of the Wye. 379 In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight...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 ! And now, with... | |
 | Woolhope Naturalists' Field Club - 1871 - 440 Seiten
...has long been. so faiuraliata' ROSS, THE WYE, AND SYMOND'S YAT MEETING. • TUESDAY, JOKE 21, 1870. "How oft In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless...fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heartHow oft, in spirit, have I turned to tbee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro* the woods ! How... | |
 | William Francis Collier - 1868 - 550 Seiten
...notbiug more." April 23, 1850 AD SPECIMEN OP WOBDSWOETH'S VEESK 459 THOUGHTS ON REVISITING THE WTE. Oil I how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of...my heart, How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, 0 silvan Wye I thou wanderer through the woods — How often has my spirit turned to thee I And now,... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 Seiten
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. 50 If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In...fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, 55 Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye!... | |
 | Edward Thring - 1868 - 392 Seiten
...in the houseless woods. Nor less, I trust, To them I may have owed another gift. p. 162. POEM No. 3. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft in spirit have I turned to thee ! p. 163. First Clause wanting. For such loss, I would believe, Abundant... | |
 | sir William Smith - 1869 - 382 Seiten
...! 3. Aa,ods and Oreads were nymphs of the springs and mountains respectively. 207. TINTEI:N ABBEY. Oh! how oft— In darkness and amid the many shapes...beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turn'd to thee, O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turn'd to thee... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 Seiten
...humor, which, however, he seldom called into exercise."1 TINTERN ABBEY: THOUGHTS ON KEVISITISG THE WYE.' How oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of...the beatings of my heart, How oft in spirit have I turn'd to thee, () sylvan Wye! — thou wanderer through the woods, — How oAen has my spirit tiirn'd... | |
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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... 
