| William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 psl.
...BEAUMONT. I was thy Neighbour once, thon rugged Pile ! Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee : I saw thee every day ; and all the while Thy Form...So like, so very like, was day to day ! Whene'er I look'd, thy Image still was there ; It trembled, but it never pass'd away. How perfect was the calm... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 psl.
...BEAUMONT. I was thy Neighbour once, thou rugged Pile ! Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee : I saw thee every day ; and all the while Thy Form...was the air ! So like, so very like, was day to day ! When'er I look'd, thy Image sfill was there ; It trembled, but it never pass'd away. How perfect... | |
| William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 psl.
...BEAUMONT. I WAS thy Neighbour once, thou rugged Pile ! Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee : I saw thee every day ; and all the while Thy Form...So like, so very like, was day to day ! Whene'er I look'd, thy Image still was there ; It trembled, but it never pass'd away. How perfect was the calm!... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 psl.
...BEAUMONT. I WAS thy Neighbour once, thou rugged Pile ! Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee : I saw thee every day ; and all the while Thy Form...So like, so very like, was day to day ! Whene'er I look'd, thy Image still was there; It trembled, but it never pass'd away. How perfect was the calm!... | |
| Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1826 - 318 psl.
...during the period of apparent estrangement, passed from the heart. Each could have said to the other — Whene'er I looked, thy image still was there : It trembled, but it never passed away. A SERENADE. THE flowret may despise the bud From which its beauty burst, The antelope forget the flood... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 psl.
...GEORGE BEAUMONT. I WAS thy Neighbour once, thou rugged Pile! Four summer weeks 1 dwelt in sight of tbee: I saw thee every day; and all the while Thy Form was...was day to day ! Whene'er I looked, thy Image still wns there. It trembled, but it never passed away. How perfect was the calm ! it seemed no aleep; No... | |
| British poets - 1828 - 838 psl.
...thee every day ; and all the while I liy Form was sleeping on a glassy era. So pure the sky, so quirt s seen. look'd, thy Imago still wao'thrrr; t trembled, but it never pass'd away. How perfect was the .aim!... | |
| 1840 - 378 psl.
...STANZAS. I WAS thy neighbour once, thou rugged pile ! Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee : I saw thee every day : and all the while Thy form...So like, so very like, was day to day ! Whene'er I look'd, thy image still was there ; It trembled, but it never pass'd away. How perfect was the calm... | |
| William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1843 - 278 psl.
...revealing ! V I WAS thy neighbour once, thou rugged pile ! — Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee ; I saw thee every day ; and all the while Thy form...was there ; It trembled, but it never passed away. How perfect was the calm ! it seemed no sleep, No mood, which season takes away or brings ; I could... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 psl.
...BEAUMONT. I WAS thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile ! Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee : I saw thee every day ; and all the while Thy Form...was there ; It trembled, but it never passed away. How perfeet was the cahu ! it seemed no sleep ; No mood, which season takes away, or brings : I could... | |
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