 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pàgines
...And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : - — 1 hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 9s a tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked...them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at rny feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 pàgines
...every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm : — I hear, I hear,...tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam 1 Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? v. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 pàgines
...every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warra And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear,...there's a tree, of many one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gono : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 pàgines
...every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm :- — I hear, I hear,...there's a tree, of many one, A single field which I have look'd npon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1859 - 384 pàgines
...And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm : — 1 hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked...speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Dotli the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the... | |
 | Evenings - 1860 - 386 pàgines
...sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : I hear, I hear, with jo; I hear 1 — But there's a tree, of many one, A single field which...tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam t Where is it now, the glory and the dream 1 Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that... | |
 | George Washington Doane (bp. of New Jersey.) - 1860 - 766 pàgines
...named, we found quite a purple cloud of pansies. (See his little piece on intimations of immortality :) A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them...; The pansy at my feet, Doth the same tale repeat. While we were looking at the several points of view, Mr. Kent joined us, whom I had seen last at Fulham.... | |
 | George Washington Doane - 1860 - 746 pàgines
...named, we found quite a purple cloud of pansies. (See his little piece on intimations of immortality :) A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them...; The pansy at my feet, Doth the same tale repeat. While we were looking at the several points of view, Mr. Kent joined us, whom I had seen last at Fulham.... | |
 | George Washington Doane - 1860 - 744 pàgines
...named, we found quite a purple cloud of pansies. (See his little piece on intimations of immortality :) A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them...; The pansy at my feet, Doth the same tale repeat. While wo -were looking at the several points of view, Mr. Kent joined us, whom I had seen last at Fulham.... | |
 | Stray thoughts - 1860 - 116 pàgines
...gladness of a May morning, and sympathising with all who are revelling in its beauty, he says — " I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! But there's a tree, of many, one — A single field that I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the... | |
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But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone... 
