 | William Hone - 1841 - 1645 páginas
...that will fetch ttfe day about from sun to sun, and rock the tedious year as in a delightful dream." What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for over taken from our sight. Though nothing can bring back ihe honr Of splcudor in the grass, of glory... | |
 | 1862 - 490 páginas
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight; Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842
...destroy by giving too definite a form to the unfinished sketch whereon imagination had delighted to excr' What though the radiance, which was once so bright, Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842
...style. What can be more noble than the following lines? They must find an echo in every human breast. ' What though the radiance, which was once so bright, Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of ffie May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 222 páginas
...our being ; nor can we lift man above his nature more than above the earth he treads. But though I cannot weave over again the airy, unsubstantial dream,...which was once so bright, Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splendour in the flower... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 páginas
...throng; Ye that pipe, and je that play, Ye that through ynur hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May t What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 619 páginas
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845
...language of a fine poet (who is himself among my earliest and not least painful recollections) — " What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever vanish'd from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour Of glory in the grass, of splenduur... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower ;... | |
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Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring... 
