 O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat of a sad perplexity, The picture of the mind revives again: While...  The Etonian - Sida 2221821Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | William Wordsworth - 1994 - 628 sidor
...of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, 60 And somewhat... | |
 | Brennan O'Donnell - 1995 - 316 sidor
...index of the tension inherent in the act of a mind engaged in complex processes of thought and feeling: We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! (11. 5o-58) The paragraph break falling after the eighth syllable, the triple pause in the second full... | |
 | John Rieder - 1997 - 284 sidor
...movement, since the "yet once more" motif reappears in the closing lines of the third verse paragraph: "How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee / O sylvan...woods, / How often has my spirit turned to thee!" The odd figures of the hermit and the "blind man's eye" at the middle of the movement, which have been... | |
 | Kenneth R. Johnston - 1998 - 1018 sidor
...pleasure ... of kindness and of love." Some of it is human passion projected onto natural objects: "How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee / O sylvan...woods, / How often has my spirit turned to thee!" And some of it is displaced from himself into eroticized landscape painting: "The sounding cataract... | |
 | Carmela Ciuraru - 2001 - 276 sidor
...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee 0 sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 2000 - 788 sidor
...of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee 0 sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, 60 And somewhat... | |
 | Kenneth R. Johnston - 2001 - 740 sidor
...of kindness and of love.' Some of it is human passion projected on to natural objects: 'How often, in spirit, have I turned to thee / O sylvan Wye! Thou...woods, / How often has my spirit turned to thee!' And some of it is displaced from himself into eroticized landscape painting: 'The sounding cataract... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 sidor
...joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon die beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguish 'd thought . With many recognitions dim and faint, 60 And somewhat... | |
 | Adam Sisman - 2007 - 540 sidor
...a tinker he met at Builth who served as a model for 'Peter Bell'. Above all, the river itself: ... Oh! How oft In darkness and amid the many shapes Of...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! Wordsworth continued north, reaching his friend Robert Jones's cottage in north Wales towards the end... | |
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