 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 стор.
...thought where we in waiting lie; Tliou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of untam'd pleasures, on thy Being's height, Why with such earnest pains...!' that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers / . What was so fugitive! 154 The thought of our past years in me doth breed... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 стор.
...thought where we in waiting lie ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of untam'd pleasures, on thy Being's height, Why with such earnest pains...upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! 0 joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light, A place of thought where we in waiting lie ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born...Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upop thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy ! that in our embers Is something... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...without the sense or sight Of day or the warm light, A place of thought where we in waiting lie ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born...thou provoke The Years to bring the inevitable yoke, v Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight,... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1828 - 298 стор.
...immortality. Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born...thy soul shall have her earthly freight And custom He upon thee with a weight ,' Heavy as frost and deep almost as life !" ^ ' Dear Tom, I have bored... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 стор.
...in waiting lie ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom, on thy Being'* height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke...shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thce with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy ! that in our embers Is something... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 стор.
...glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy Being's height. Why with such earnest pains dost (hou provoke The Years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus...blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her cnrthly freight, And custom lie upon thce with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life !... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 стор.
...thought where we in waiting lie ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of untam'd pleasures, on thy Being's height, Why with such earnest pains...! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 378 стор.
...Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born...yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Pull soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 стор.
...earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to hring the inevitahle yoke, Thus hlindly with thy hlessedness at strife? Full soon thy soul shall have her earthly...weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy ! thai in our emhers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet rememhers What was so fugitive! The... | |
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Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have... 
