 | Susan Ferrier - 1894 - 362 pàgines
...bridle into her own hands, and gladly turned her back on the manse and the minister. Long have I lov'd what I behold, The night that calms, the day that...growth of mother Earth Suffices me ; — her tears and mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. WORDSWORTH. THE showers had passed away ; the rainbow was... | |
 | Sir Mungo William MacCallum - 1894 - 462 pàgines
...marvels of romance. In the prologue to Peter Bell, written in 1798, he draws up his own programme ; — " Long have I loved what I behold, The night that calms, the day that cheers ; The common growth of mother-earth Suffices me — her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. " The dragon's wing,... | |
 | Henry Augustin Beers - 1894 - 328 pàgines
...do often lie too deep for tears. And again : Long have I loved what I behold. The night that charms, the day that cheers; The common growth of mother earth Suffices me — her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. Wordsworth's life was outwardly uneventful. The companionship of the... | |
 | 1895 - 416 pàgines
...thanking God that nothing really worth having or caring about in this world is uncommon. WALTER SCOTT. LONG have I loved what I behold, The night that calms,...mother earth Suffices me — her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. WORDSWORTH. 353 The Prince of Darkness is a gentleman. KING LEAB ill.... | |
 | Kenyon West - 1895 - 614 pàgines
...born to — sink, howe'er depressed, So low as to be scorned without a sin. — Old Cumberland Beggar. Long have I loved what I behold, The night that calms, the day that cheers ; The common-growth of Mother-earth Suffices me — her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. —Peter... | |
 | Kenyon West - 1895 - 588 pàgines
...born to—sink, howe'er depressed, So low as to be scorned without a sin. —Old Cumberland Beggar. Long have I loved what I behold. The night that calms, the day that cheers ; The common-growth of Mother-earth Suffices me—her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. Such... | |
 | 1895 - 344 pàgines
...let him see How boundless might his soul's horizons be, How vast, yet of what clear transparency. 18. Long have I loved what I behold, The night that calms, the day that cheers. 19. And yet the solitude of grove and mountain, midnight, sky, the sea and dawn, cannot make him blessed,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1898 - 263 pàgines
...some ambitious Youth, For I myself, in very truth, 135 Am all unfit to be your mate. Long have I lov'd what I behold, The night that calms, the day that cheers: The common growth of mother earth Suffices me—her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. 140 The dragon's wing, the magic ring, I shall... | |
 | Henry Augustin Beers - 1899 - 346 pàgines
...do often lie too deep for tears. And again : Long have I loved what I behold. The night that charms, the day that cheers : The common growth of mother earth Suffices me — her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. Wordsworth's life was outwardly uneventful. The companionship of the... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1900 - 544 pàgines
...ornaments of decency and decorum. HENRY FIELDING. PRUDENCE NECESSARY TO THE BEST OF MEN. LONG HAVE I LOVED. LONG have I loved what I behold — The night that...Mother Earth Suffices me — her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. The dragon's wing, the magic ring, I shall not covet for my dower If... | |
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Long have I loved what I behold, The night that calms, the day that cheers : The common growth of mother earth Suffices me — her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. The dragon's wing, the magic ring, I shall not covet for my dower, If I... 
