| Emma Driver - 2001 - 150 sidor
...previous sections of the poem in his description of what observing nature in maturity can achieve. Nature can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress...quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts (125-8) that the 'dreary intercourse of daily life' (131) will not have any lasting impact on a person's... | |
| Henry O'Brien - 2002 - 556 sidor
...privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy : for she can so inform The heart that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty,...selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith,... | |
| Duncan Wu - 2002 - 183 sidor
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| Jerome McGann - 2002 - 332 sidor
...into the life of things, and that sight, once gained, brings the promise of a final peace: for Nature can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress...thoughts, that neither evil tongues. Rash judgments, not the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of... | |
| John Blades - 2002 - 268 sidor
[ Sidan har tyvärr begränsat innehåll ] | |
| Joseph James - 2003 - 272 sidor
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| Helen Groth - 2003 - 266 sidor
...Felicia Hemans's To the Poet Wordsworth with the citarion from Tintern Abbey. From joy to joy: tor she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress...selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith,... | |
| Henry O'Brien - 2003 - 656 sidor
[ Sidan har tyvärr begränsat innehåll ] | |
| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 sidor
...that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us,...tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, 130 Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail... | |
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