 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 748 strani
...neighbourhood. What joy to henr thee, and to see! Thy elder Brother I would be, Thy Father, any thing to thee ! Now thanks to Heaven! that of its grace...In spots like these it is we prize Our Memory, feel thnt she hath eyes: Then, why should I be loth to stir? I feel this place was made for her; To give... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1851 - 636 strani
...common neighbourhood. What joy to hear thee and to see ! Thy elder brother I would be, Thy father — anything to thee ! " Now thanks to Heaven ! that of...this lonely place. Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompence. In spots like these it is we prize Our memory, feel that she hath eyes :... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 strani
...and to seel Thy elder brother I would be — Thy father — anything to thee I Now thanks to Heaven I that of its grace Hath led me to this lonely place. Joy have I had ; and, going henee, 1 bear away my recompense. In spots like these it is we prize Our memory, feel that she hath... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 strani
...to see ! Thy elder brother I would be — Thy father — anything to thee I Now thanks to Heaven t ng hare I had ; and going hence, 1 bear away my recompense. In spots like these it is we prize Our memory,... | |
 | Forget-Me-Not, Forget-me-not - 1853 - 138 strani
...neighbourhood. What joy to hear thee, and to see ! Thy elder Brother I would be, Thy Father, any thing to thee ! Now thanks to Heaven ! that of its grace...this lonely place. Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompence. In. spots like these it is we prize Our memory, feel that she hath eyes... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 776 strani
...neighbourhood. What joy to hear thee, and to see ! Thy elder Brother I would be, Thy Father, any thing to thee ! Now thanks to Heaven! that of its grace...Memory, feel that she hath eyes: Then, why should I be loth to stirl 1 feel this place was made for her; To give new pleasure like the past, Continued long... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 364 strani
...common neighborhood. What joy to hear thee, and to see ! Thy elder Brother I would be, Thy Father, — anything to thee ! •Now thanks to Heaven ! that...this lonely place. Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompense. In spots like these it is we prize Our Memory, feel that she hath eyes :... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 strani
...neighbourhood. What joy to hear thee and to see ! Thy elder brother I would be, Thy father, any thing to thee ! Now thanks to Heaven ! that of its grace...this lonely place. Joy have I had ; and going hence I bear away my recompense. In spots like these it is we prize Our memory, — feel that she hath eyes:... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 strani
...common neighbourhood. What joy to hear thee, and to see ! Thy elder Brother I would be, Thy Father — anything to thee ! Now thanks to Heaven ! that of...place. Joy have I had ; and going hence 1 bear away my recompence. In spots like these it is we prize Our Memory, feel that she hath eyes : Then, why should... | |
 | Friedrich Max Müller - 1857 - 192 strani
...common neighbourhood. What joy to hear thee, and to see! Thy elder Brother l would be, Thy Father — anything to thee! Now thanks to Heaven! that of its grace Hath led me to this lonely place Joy have l had; and going hence l bear away my recompense. ln spots like these it is we pri^B ,2-/ Our Memory,... | |
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In spots like these it is we prize Our memory, feel that she hath eyes : Then why should I be loth to stir? I feel this place was made for her; To give new pleasure like the past, Continued long as life shall last. 
