 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 стор.
...your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing...not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 стор.
...your hearts to day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing...not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe...What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 стор.
...Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe...through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May 1 What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1826 - 420 стор.
...task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing...not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of... | |
 | Moyle Sherer - 1826 - 430 стор.
...task, I know not. " Man proposeth, God disposeth." " What, though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing...not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 стор.
...sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound ! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe...What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass,... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 стор.
...Then, sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young Lamhs hnund As to the tahor's sound ! s, and amid the many shape* Of joyless day-light, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the hright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring hack the hour Of splendour in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 стор.
...song! And let the young I-ambs bound As to the labor's sound ! V'c in thought will join your throng, Yc that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts...What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass,... | |
 | 1832 - 492 стор.
...Of the eternal silence — CONSOLATION IN OLD AGE. What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight ; Though nothing...not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be In the soothing thoughts that spring' Out of... | |
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What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind... 
