 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 páginas
...spirits to decay : For thou art with me, here, upon the banks. Of this fair river ; thou, my deareft Friend, My dear, dear Friend, and in thy voice I catch...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make,. Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 páginas
...of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor, perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...I catch The language of my former heart, and read * This line has a close resemblance to an admirable line of Young, the exact expression of v bidl 1... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 páginas
...of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor, perchance, If I were not thus taught, should J the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...I catch The language of my former heart, and read * This line has a close resemblance to an admirable line of Young, the exact expression of which I... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 páginas
...of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor, perchance, If I were hot thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...I catch The language of my former heart, and read * This line has a close resemblance to an admirable line of Young, the exact expression of which I... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 páginas
...of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 páginas
...of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 páginas
...of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I wete not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, v * This line has a close resemblance to an admirable... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 páginas
...taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thon art with me, here, upon the banki Of this fair river; thou, my dearest friend, My dear,...yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was mice, My dear, dear sister! Add this prayer Knowing that nature never did betray The heart that loved... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 páginas
...of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou...little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 páginas
...should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay i For thou art with me, here, upon the hanks Of thii fair river ; thou, my dearest Friend, My dear, dear...wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in thce what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did... | |
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My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. 
