 In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, — How oft, in spirit have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Página 5771860Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1876 - 272 páginas
...Be but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1876 - 286 páginas
...this Be but a vain belief, yet, 0, how oft In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight, when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of 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,... | |
 | Hugh Aitken Dow - 1876 - 210 páginas
...but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft— In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon" the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye !' ' —WORDSWORTH. Sylvan Wye!—Little... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 860 páginas
...Be but a vain belief, yet oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight, ݃+ ܃+ V + my heart, How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, О sylvan Wye ! — thou wanderer through the woods... | |
 | Lucy Larcom - 1876 - 278 páginas
...but a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft — In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have liung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! thou... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1877 - 464 páginas
...vain belief, yet, oh! how oft— 50 •* In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 55 0 silvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the... | |
 | 1833 - 738 páginas
...heart. For myself I assure you that when — to use his own beautiful words — " When the fretfol stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart." there is, certainly, no modern writer to whose pages I nave turned with such assurance of... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - 788 páginas
...and showers Of half a century, grows alone before it flowers. CARLOS Wil.cox : Cure for Melancholy. When the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart. WORIJSWORTH. The world is too much with us : late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay... | |
 | David Daiches - 1969 - 356 páginas
...Be but a vain belief, yet oh! how oft— In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heartHow oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How... | |
 | Douglas Lane Patey, Timothy Keegan - 1985 - 280 páginas
...Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft— In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods,... | |
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