 These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,...  Annales de Bretagne - Pagina lvii1901Visualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 pagine
...by his fire The Hermit sits alone. These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms/and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet,... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866 - 408 pagine
...where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 pagine
...THE BANKS OF THE WYE. (EXTRACT.) ••HESE beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pagine
...some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone. These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1869 - 420 pagine
...where, by his fire, The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hou s of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in... | |
 | Edwin Percy Whipple - 1871 - 350 pagine
...it has exerted on his spirit : — These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in... | |
 | Poems - 1872 - 362 pagine
...by his fire, The hermit sits alone. These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1872 - 584 pagine
...by his fire The hermit sits alone. These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1874 - 200 pagine
...by his fire, The hermit sits alone. These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in... | |
 | 1874 - 332 pagine
...impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye ; But oft in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness sensations sweet. When the... | |
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