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" No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea... "
Papers of the Manchester Literary Club - Sivu 257
tekijä(t) Manchester Literary Club - 1880
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 sivua
...while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! To me alone there came a thought of grief ; A timely...steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 sivua
...while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lamhs hound As to the tabor's sound ! To me alone there came a thought of grief ; A timely...steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And...

The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 sivua
...Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief ; A timely...steep, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 sivua
...thought of grief ; A timely utteranee gave that thought relief, And I again am strong : The cataraets blow their trumpets from the steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng. The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And...

Childhood, a selection from the poets, by H.M.R.

Childhood - 1841 - 384 sivua
...while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound, As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief; A timely...The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep. ?*(> more shall grief of mine the season wrong : I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The...

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1842 - 504 sivua
...glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath pass'd away a glory from the earth. To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely...steep, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep. And...

Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1862 - 512 sivua
...birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath pass'd away a glory from the earth. To me alont there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance...steep, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And...

The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 sivua
...Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief; A timely...steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And...

The Poems of William Wordsworth, D.C.L., Poet Laureate, Etc. Etc

William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 sivua
...Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely...gave that thought relief, And I again am strong : The cataraets blow their trumpets from the steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear...

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 sivua
...Now, while the birds thus sins a joyous song, And while the young lamhs bound As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief; A timely...steep ; No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And...




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