 My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once...  The Poetical Works of William Wordsworthautoriai: William Wordsworth - 1892Trumpų ištraukų rodinys - Apie šią knygą
 | Hannah D. Burdon - 1839 - 980 psl.
...STREET. 1839. Ii. HKNSLBY, PIUNTKIl. THE FRIENDS • or FONTAINBLEAU. CHAPTER I. For thou art with me — and in thy voice I catch The language of my former...little while May I behold in thee what I was once. WORDSWORTH. SILENTLT and sadly de Mere followed his friend de Clermont from the banquet hall of the... | |
 | Edward Robinson - 1839 - 1050 psl.
...the sweet music of his words ; and confess that to love God and Nature, is to live above the world. " Oh, yet a little while May I behold in thee, what I was once, My dear, dear sister ! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved... | |
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...the sweet music of his words ; and confess that to love God and Nature, is to live above the world. " Oh, yet a little while May I behold in thee, what I was once, £^ My dear, dear sister ! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that... | |
 | 1839 - 542 psl.
...the sweet music of his words ; and confess that to love God and Nature, is to live above the world. " Oh, yet a little while May I behold in thee, what I was once, My dear, dear sister ! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1843 - 278 psl.
...spirits to decay ; For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou, my dearest friend, My dear, dear friend ; and in thy voice I catch The...little while, May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear sister ! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 psl.
...to decay : For thou art with me here, upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou, my dearest friend, , that mak'st us dote upon Thy begrimed complexion, And, for thy pernicious sake, 1 was once, My dear, dear sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that nature never did betray The... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 psl.
...the banks Of this fair river ; thou, my dearest friend, My dear, dear friend, and m thy voice I catcb 6 light« Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in tbee what 1 was once, My dear, dear... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 psl.
...spirits to decay : For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that... | |
 | 1846 - 302 psl.
...spirits to decay : For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray, The heart that... | |
 | 1846 - 308 psl.
...upon the banks Of this fair river ; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice 1 catch The language of my former heart, and read My...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray, The heart that... | |
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