 In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro...  Lyrical Ballads– With Pastoral and Other Poems - 194 psl.autoriai: William Wordsworth - 1802Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Francis Collier - 1869 - 572 psl.
...him. And U nu Dolhttig more." THOUGHTS ON REVISITING THE W1E. Oh 1 how oft, In darkness, and ainid the many shapes Of joyless daylight, when the fretful...my heart, How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, 0 silvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woodsHow often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with... | |
 | Treasury - 1869 - 474 psl.
...mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened. md. The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart. luj. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench - 1870 - 466 psl.
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. 50 If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In...fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, 55 Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye... | |
 | Thomas Ballantyne - 1870 - 256 psl.
...an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless delight, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings... | |
 | Thomas Ballantyne - 1870 - 254 psl.
...Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless delight, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the heatings of my heart, — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, Oh sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1871 - 622 psl.
...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In...heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye I Thou wand'rer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with... | |
 | Douglas Lane Patey, Timothy Keegan - 1985 - 280 psl.
...visualization. A greater than Goldsmith, Wordsworth, adapted it from him in a yet more sophisticated form: If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft—...have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! Wordsworth's mounting sense of climax, with... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1985 - 84 psl.
...quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this 50 Be but a vain belief, yet oh, how oft In darkness...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, 55 How oft in spirit have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye - thou wanderer through the woods How often... | |
 | Lowry Nelson - 2010 - 333 psl.
...but a vain belief," nonetheless in the midst of anxiety, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and all the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, his spirit has often recalled the "sylvan Wye": thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit... | |
 | Meyer Howard Abrams - 1989 - 452 psl.
...which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lighten'd; as well as times when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart. In such passages Wordsworth does what only the great poets do: by transforming inherited descriptive... | |
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