 What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...  Poems of William Wordsworth - Stran 131avtor: William Wordsworth - 1855 - 340 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 strani
...thought will join your throng, 156 Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve, not, rather find Strength in what remains... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 strani
...ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 strani
...ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains... | |
 | 1817 - 526 strani
...cannot weave over again the airy, unsubstantial drauu, which reason and experience have dispelled, " What though the radiance, which was once so bright, Be now for ever taken from our sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour in the flower... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 354 strani
...recollection comes rushing by with thoughts of long-past years, and rings in my ears with never-dying sound. " What though the radiance which was once so bright,...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour in the flow'r ; V I do not grieve, but rather find Strength in what... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1826 - 420 strani
...must appear. Whether I shall ever venture on the task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1826 - 430 strani
...must appear. Whether I shall ever venture on the task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright...my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 strani
...song! And let the young I-ambs bound As to the labor's sound ! V'c in thought will join your throng, Yc that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts...my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 strani
...sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young Lamhs hnund As to the tahor's sound ! We in amid the many shape* Of joyless day-light, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the hright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring hack the hour Of splendour in... | |
 | 1832 - 492 strani
...LIFE. Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence — CONSOLATION IN OLD AGE. What though the radiance which was once so bright...sight ; Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains... | |
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