...thought of Chatterton ; the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride ; Of him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side ; By our own spirits we are deified ; — We poets in our youth begin in gladness ; But thereof comes...

...I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride ; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side : By our own spirits are we deified : We Poets in our youth begin in gladness ; But thereof comes in...

...I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride ; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side : By our own spirits we are deified : We Poets in our youth begin in gladness ; But thereof come in...

...He thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in its pride ; Of him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough along the mountain-side." And, at starting on his career of life, certainly no man had plainer reasons for anticipating the worst...

...I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride ; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side ; By our own spirits are we deified : We Poets in our youth begin in gladness : But thereof come in...

...I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride ; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough along the mountain-side ; By our own spirits are we deified : We Poets in our youth begin in gladness ; But thereof come in...

...I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain side : By our own spirits are we deified : We Poets in our youth begin in gladness ; But thereof...

...flower in meadow and wood opening its eyes in the sunshine. Wordsworth writes of Burns as having " walked in glory and in joy, following his plough along the mountain-side," and it was the same gladness of song that distinguished Wordsworth himself, the greatest poet of our...

...appreciate the poetry of Burns, whom he dearly loved, and whom he subsequently characterized " As him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough along the mountain side." In the beautiful lines entitled "At the grave of Burns," written during his Scotch...

...seems, Doth glorify its humble birth With matchless beams. WORDSWORTH : At the Grave oj Burns . . . Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side WORDSWORTH: Resolution and Independence What bird, in beauty, flight, or song, Can with the Bard compare,...