 These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,...  American Poems, 1625-1892: Selected and Edited, with Illustrative and ... - Сторінка 554редактори - 1912 - 669 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 стор.
...his fire The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, 202 As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft,...lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, 1 have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet. Felt in the blood, and felt along the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 276 стор.
...some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forme of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind, 202 With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 стор.
...landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the dm Of towns and cities, I haw owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet,...along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind, 202 With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps,. As may... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 стор.
...some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the dirt' Of towns and cities) ,1 have owed to them> 'v , In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 стор.
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have had no trivial influence On... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 стор.
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Belt in the blood, and felt along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 стор.
...hermit's cave, where by his fire. The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, .1 have owed to them. In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,, and felt along the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too" Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As may have had no trivial influence... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 стор.
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration : — feelings too Of unremembered pleasure : such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 стор.
...hermit's cave, where, by his fire, The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : I'.nl oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to thtm, In hours of... | |
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