 If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft — In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; 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...  Quiet Hours– A Collection of Poems - 27 psl.autoriai: Mary Wilder Tileston - 1874 - 182 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 psl.
...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,...heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1827 - 112 psl.
...will know That in the history of my lonely hours Some gentler passages were writ by them. TWILIGHT. -When the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart.' WORDSWORTH. O TWILIGHT hour! who art so very cool And balmy in the summer eventide, With thy rich breathing... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 psl.
...deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft, !n darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight...the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have 1 turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thce!... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 psl.
...by the power Of harmony, mid 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 shape* Of joyless day-light, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung... | |
 | Robert Smith - 1829 - 432 psl.
...harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. Though absent long, If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft In darkness, and,...my heart, How oft in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with... | |
 | 1833 - 742 psl.
...much of the book by heart. For myself I assure you that when — to use his own beautiftd words — " When the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart." there is, certainly, no modern writer to whose pages I have turned with such assurance of "meditative... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 596 psl.
...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,...heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, Oh sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee !' If it were... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 psl.
...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,...heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye 1 Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with... | |
 | 1834 - 602 psl.
...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,...heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, Oh sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee !' If it were... | |
 | 1838 - 876 psl.
...deep power of joy, We sea inio the life of Ihmgs. "If this Be but a vain belief, yet oh ! how oft, ID darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight;...the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the woild, Has hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thce, 0 silvan... | |
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