 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 556 pàgines
...Their thoughts I cannot measure, But the least motion that they made, It seem'da thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air, And I mutt think, do all I eon, That there wo* pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1856 - 590 pàgines
...Their thoughts I cannot measure, But the least motion that they made, It seem'da thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air, An<l I mutt think, do all I eon, That there eeas pleature there. If this belief from heaven he sent,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 pàgines
...thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the...think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. * Written in 1798, while sitting by the side of the brook that runs down the Comb, in which is the... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 pàgines
...least motion which they made, It seem'da thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their lull, To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do all...Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man ? SIMON LEE, THE OLD HUNTSMAN. IN the sweet shire of Cardigan, Not far from pleasant Ivor Hall, An... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 pàgines
...least motion which they made. It seem'da thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fun. To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do all...Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man ? SIMON LEE, THE OLD HUNTSMAN,, IN the sweet shire of Cardigan, Not far from pleasant Ivor Hall, An... | |
 | Max Muller - 1858 - 226 pàgines
...poet, who in like manner complains : — " From Heaven if this belief be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man ?" " But how happy are the poets ! '' continued she ; " their words awaken into consciousness the deepest... | |
 | Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 pàgines
...Their thoughts I cannot measure ; But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the...think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. From Heaven if this belief be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What... | |
 | David Masson, George Grove, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1904 - 600 pàgines
...another sense that a natural selection explains they have attuned their note to their sensation of good. And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. Wordsworth so wrote of " the budding twigs," but he also said : The birds around me hopped and played... | |
 | 1863 - 568 pàgines
...gratings in Magdalene walk ; I have oft myself found much benefit accrue from their society. Watch " The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air." Look for the first primrose ; watch that sticky chestnut bud, held like a lamp over the water, unfold... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pàgines
...Their thoughts I cannot measure— But the least motion which they made It seem'da thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan To catch the...think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. CCLXXIII RUTH: OR THE INFLUENCES OF NATURE When Ruth was left half desolate Her father took another... | |
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It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. 
