In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro... The Friend - Página 244editado por - 1829Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| 1833 - 742 páginas
...much of the book by heart. For myself I assure you that when — to use his own beautiftd words — " When the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart." there is, certainly, no modern writer to whose pages I have turned with such assurance of "meditative... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 628 páginas
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In...heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, Oh sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee !' If it were... | |
| William Martin - 1838 - 368 páginas
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In...oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye 1 Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with gleams of... | |
| 1834 - 602 páginas
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In...heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, Oh sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee !' If it were... | |
| 1838 - 876 páginas
...deep power of joy, We sea inio the life of Ihmgs. "If this Be but a vain belief, yet oh ! how oft, ID darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight;...the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the woild, Has hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thce, 0 silvan... | |
| 1838 - 938 páginas
...of things. " If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oil, In darkness, and amid the many shape« Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Has hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, iu spirit, have I turned to Лее, 0 silvan Wye... | |
| Miss Browne - 1839 - 314 páginas
...and lofty regions — for the fresh green places of refuge which it has offered me in many an hour when 'The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart ;' and when I have found in your thoughts and images such relief as the vision of your ' Sylvan Wye,1... | |
| Mrs. Hemans - 1839 - 374 páginas
...and lofty regions — for the fresh green places of refuge which it has offered me in many an hour when ' The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart;' and when 1 have found in your thoughts and images such relief as the vision of your ' Sylvan Wye,'... | |
| 1840 - 378 páginas
...an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet oh ! how oft, In...the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turn'd to thee, Oh sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turn'd to... | |
| Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1840 - 378 páginas
...and lofty regions — for the fresh green places of refuge which it has offered me in many an hour when 'The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart ;' and when I have found in your thoughts and images such relief as the vision of your ' Sylvan Wye,'... | |
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