 | 1842 - 480 páginas
...are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'aa tree, of many one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 páginas
...are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm :...that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same talc repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam Î Where U it now, the glory and the dream ? Our... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 páginas
...are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 páginas
...are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm :— I hear, I hear — with joy I hear ! But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have lookaxl upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 páginas
...are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear — with jov I hear ! But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 páginas
...are cullin^ O On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm :...speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's star, Hath had... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 750 páginas
...culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines wum, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm : — I...tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam 1 Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? 5. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 748 páginas
...culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines \v; rm, h .Tivr, ii' n,;my,-u!n--, A SIII»IL' Fit-Ill v, iin-li I have lookedjipop, / • Both of them speak... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 páginas
...are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide. Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm: —...speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet 228 Wordsworth. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's... | |
 | Anna U. Russell - 1853 - 580 páginas
...are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm ; And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm :...gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : 39 Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? — • _ Where is it now, the glory and the dreamt Our... | |
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But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone... 
