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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. "
Lyrical ballads, with other poems [including some by S.T. Coleridge]. From ... - Pągina 92
per William Wordsworth - 1802
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Pleasant Spots and Famous Places

John Alfred Langford - 1862 - 288 pągines
...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." But this ineffable condition cannot subsist long. All things in the world change, and, by a gracious...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language

1863 - 405 pągines
...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. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What Man...
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Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Volum 1

Life-lights - 1864
...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...Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man ? WILLIAM WORDSWORTH, 1770-1850. DELIGHT IN GOD ONLY. I LOVE (and have some cause to love) the Earth...
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Our life illustrated by pen and pencil [an anthology].

Our life - 1865
...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...Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man? DAVID AND JONATHAN. HE saw his comely face, Where love and reverence so well mingled were; And head,...
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Under Green Leaves

Richard Henry Studdard - 1865
...Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : The budding twigs spread out their fan To catch the...think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man...
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A Selection from the Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1865 - 279 pągines
...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. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man...
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A Selection from the Works of William Wordsworth, Poet Laureate

William Wordsworth - 1865 - 279 pągines
...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. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man...
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The British Poets, Volum 4

1865
...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. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1866 - 496 pągines
...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...Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man ? SIMON LEE, THE OLD HUNTSMAN, WITH AN INCIDENT IN WHICH HE WAS OONOEJUIED. IN the sweet shire of Cardigan,...
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Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern Authors

Robert Crompton Jones - 1866 - 288 pągines
...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. If this belief from Heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man...
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