 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
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868
...many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, 55 Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft,...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! T And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, 60 With many recognitions dim and faint, And... | |
 | Robert Williams Buchanan - 1868 - 318 sidor
...example of this, the following portion of the " Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey." — 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... | |
 | William Francis Collier - 1868 - 529 sidor
...world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, 0 silvan Wye I thou wanderer through the woods — How often has my spirit turned to thee I And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat... | |
 | Robert Williams Buchanan - 1868 - 318 sidor
...the following portion of the " Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey:" — O sylvan Wye 1 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... | |
 | sir William Smith - 1869
...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 thee ! And now, with gleams of half-extinguish'd thought, With many recognitions dim and... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench - 1870 - 438 sidor
...many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, 55 Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft,...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, 60 T 2 With many recognitions dim and faint, And... | |
 | Thomas Ballantyne - 1870 - 210 sidor
...the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to tbee, 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... | |
 | Robert Blakey - 1871 - 188 sidor
...singular mountain are from Llandovery and Devynock, near Brecknock. BADNOBSHLRE. "Oh, sylvan Wye I then wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! Once again I see these hedgerows, hardly hedgerows noir, Little lines of sportive wood run wild ;... | |
 | Ephraim Hunt - 1872 - 640 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 halt'-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1872
...Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye I 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... | |
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