How divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal, man To roam at large among unpeopled glens And mountainous retirements, only trod By devious footsteps ; regions consecrate To oldest time ! and, reckless of the storm That keeps the raven quiet in h*er... The Excursion: A Poem - Side 133av William Wordsworth - 1847 - 374 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
| 1814 - 638 sider
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| 1831 - 602 sider
...it must be remembered that the pale-faces found them a free and happy people, — " Roaming at targe among unpeopled glens And mountainous retirements,...trod By devious footsteps ! Regions consecrate To olden time." And they made them, by that oppression which drives wise men, as well as simple savages,... | |
| George Nelson Smith - 1822 - 256 sider
...of feeling which dictated the following lines:— " Oh! what a joy it were, in \igorous health, To have a Body (this our vital Frame With shrinking sensibility- endued, And all the nice regards of flesh andt)looJ) And to the elements surrender it As if it were a Spirit!—How divine, The liberty, for... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 sider
...rushed nto my bosom, whence these words broke forth: • Oh ! what a joy it were, in vigorous health. To have a Body (this our vital frame With shrinking sensibility endued, And all the nice regards of llesh and blood) And to the elements surrender it \s if it were a Spirit! — Uow divine, The liberty,... | |
| Thomas Rose (topographical writer.) - 1832 - 232 sider
...whom his soul claims kindred, and to whose " high converse" he hopes to be admitted. He feels — « How divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal man...devious footsteps, regions consecrate To oldest time ! - While the streams Descending from the regions of the clocds, And starting from the hollows of the... | |
| Thomas Rose - 438 sider
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| Thomas Rose - 1832 - 238 sider
...whom his soul claims kindred, and to whose " high converse" he hopes to be admitted. He feels — " How divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal man...unpeopled glens And mountainous retirements, only trod By c'cvious footsteps, regions consecrate To oldest time t While the streams Descending from the regions... | |
| Thomas Rose - 1833 - 234 sider
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| William Wordsworth - 1836 - 398 sider
...rushed Into my bosom, whence these words broke forth : " Oh ! what a joy it were, in vigorous health, To have a body (this our vital frame With shrinking sensibility...to the elements surrender it As if it were a spirit ! — Blow divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal man 'To roam at large among unpeopled glens And... | |
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