The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, 200 Thanks to its tenderness, its... English Poems - Pagina 184a cura di - 1908 - 415 pagineVisualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
| John Ruskin - 1989 - 412 pagine
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| William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 pagine
...more than when I tripp'd lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day IB lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring f rom an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other... | |
| 1868 - 602 pagine
...Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a newborn day Is lovely yet; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eyo That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality,' &c.— it is the pure beauty of Nature,... | |
| 1820 - 696 pagine
...exclusively a Poet; or, to give you his own words— " Thanks to the human heart by whicb we live; Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." It would be unfair, however, both to Wordsworth's... | |
| 1821 - 420 pagine
...exclusively a Poet; or, to give you his own words— " Thanks to the human heart by which we live ; Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." It would be unfair, however, both to Wordsworth's... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Walter Blunt - 1822 - 430 pagine
...exclusively a Poet; or, to give you his own words— " Thanks to the human heart by which we live; Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." It would be unfair, however, both to Wordsworth's... | |
| Ann Yosy - 1822 - 198 pagine
...of Him, who can prosper, if it seem good to Him, even the work of his imworthy hands. Sta Abetting The clouds, that gather round the setting sun, Do take a sober colouring from an eye, That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality: Another race hath been—and other... | |
| 1824 - 446 pagine
...exclusively a Poet; or, to give you his own words— " Thanks to the human heart by which we live -, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." It would be unfair, however, both to Wordsworth's... | |
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