 | John McGovern - 1880 - 762 ページ
...lie too deep for tears. 2. The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction. 3. The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart. 4. But hearing, oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity. 5. My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1880 - 676 ページ
...but a vain belief, yet, oh I 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 rny hear4How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee. O sylvan Wye l Thou wanderer througU the woods,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 ページ
...— In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir I'nprolitable, se solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1880 - 618 ページ
...oft— In darkness and amid the many shapes Df joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir LJnprofi table, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 3 sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1889 - 308 ページ
...Be but a vain belief, yet, O, how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 654 ページ
...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...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1881 - 732 ページ
...but a vain oelief, yet, oh ! how oft— in darkness and amid the many shapes 3f joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heartHow oft, in spirit, have I turned to thec, O sylvan Wye I thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
 | David Daiches - 1969 - 356 ページ
...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 heartHow oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
 | Douglas Lane Patey, Timothy Keegan - 1985 - 280 ページ
...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...world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has... | |
 | Lowry Nelson - 2010 - 333 ページ
...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... | |
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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 thee, O sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer thro' the woods,... 
