 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 páginas
...the mind. To her fair works did nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it griev'd my heart to think What man has made of man. Through...tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trail'd its wreathes ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopp'd... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 páginas
...sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved...heart to think' What Man has made of Man.. Through primrose-tufts, in that sweet bower The periwinkle trail'd its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 páginas
...the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it griev'd my heart to think What man has made of man. Through...primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 páginas
...the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it griev'd my heart to think What man has made of man. Through...primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 páginas
...sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved...primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 páginas
...sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved...primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. 117 The birds... | |
 | 1833 - 204 páginas
...and Literary, PRINCIPALLY CONDUCTED BY A LADY. HUMAN UNHAPPINESS. To her fair work did nature link, The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think, What man has made of man. Wadsworth. " There is much in the world to make the heart sad. Much poverty, much suffering, much guilt,... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1824 - 478 páginas
...of our poet's creed, which attributes feeling to material things. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul, that through me ran ; And much it...primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith, that every flower ' Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds... | |
 | 1825 - 412 páginas
...the poetical faith of Wordsworth. Through primrose banks, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle twined its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith, that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do all I can, That... | |
 | Elizabeth Kent - 1825 - 516 páginas
...sun, it thrives and flowers best. " Through primrose tufts in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes." WORDSWORTH. The Madagascar Perwinkle is a beautiful plant, with an upright stem, three or four feet... | |
| |
LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much... 
