 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
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 sidor
...of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft iii spirit have I turned to thee, 0 y draws nigh ; She claims a virgin queen ; And hark ! the happy shepherds cry, 'TU Kate of I And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat... | |
 | 1846 - 302 sidor
...the world, Have hung upon the b;atings 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... | |
 | English poets - 1847 - 144 sidor
...banks of the lovely river on which it is situated, and which he thus graphically apostrophises — " O sylvan Wye ! — thou wanderer through the woods — How often has my spirit turned to thee !" We have now nearly finished. According to our professed intention at the outset, we have taken only... | |
 | sir Henry Taylor - 1849 - 328 sidor
...of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, Oh sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! ' If it were possible to read or repeat such passages too often, we might stop here ; for there are... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1849 - 322 sidor
...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to tliee, Oh sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to tliee ! ' If it were possible to read or repeat such passages too often, we might stop here; for there... | |
 | Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 sidor
...of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, Oh 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... | |
 | Robert Blakey - 1853 - 200 sidor
...roads for ascending the mountain are from Llandovery and Devynock, near Brecknock. RADNORSHIRE. " Oh ! sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! Once again I see these hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows now, Little lines of sportive wood run wild... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 sidor
...and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft in spirit have I turn'd to thee, O sylvan Wye ! — thou wanderer through the woods — How often has my spirit turn'd to thec! And now, with gleams of half-cxtinguish'd thought, With many recognitions dim and faint,... | |
 | Elizabeth Nicholson - 1853 - 412 sidor
...fever of the world, Have hung upon the beating 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... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 sidor
...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turn'd to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turn'd to thee ! And now, with gleams of half-extinguish'd thought, With many recognitions dim and... | |
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