 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. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear dear Sister! and this prayer I...  The Atlantic Magazine - Side 4221825Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 sider
...expression of ^hich I cannot -iccolleft. 207 TMy former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a 'little while May I behold in thee...Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'Us her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 sider
...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 thee...once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, v * This line has a close resemblance to an admirable line of Young, the exact expression of which... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 sider
...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 thee what I was mice, My dear, dear sister! Add this prayer Knowing that nature never did betray The heart that loved... | |
 | 1836 - 698 sider
...vol. ii. p. 111. Hear, too, in what language, he extols the mistress who has so kindly taught him : ' Knowing that nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege, Through nll the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can no inform The mind that is within... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 sider
...former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in thce what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer...her ; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 sider
...wild eyes. Oh ! yet n little while May I behold in ihee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister! ami this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 't is her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for... | |
 | Robert Smith - 1829 - 432 sider
...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 thee...was once, ' My dear, dear sister! And this prayer 1 make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, " Through... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 sider
...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 thee...Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 't is her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy :... | |
 | 1834 - 438 sider
...enjoyment of nature's beauty we deeply regret, in the poet's word's,— •'Knowing tlmi Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege. Through all llie year? of this our life, :o lead From joy to joy : for she rnu so inform The heart thai is within... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1836 - 368 sider
...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 thee what I was once, * This line has a close resemblance to an admirable line of Young's, the exact expression of which... | |
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