 | Derwent Coleridge - 1863 - 372 páginas
...whether busy or at rest, With new-fleJged hope still fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate...from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 770 páginas
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest ; Delight...fluttering in his breast :— Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1864 - 358 páginas
...whether fluttering or at rest, With new-born hope for ever in his breast! — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate...from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about In worlds not realiz'd. High instincts, before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 páginas
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight...still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 páginas
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight...still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, "... | |
 | R. C. J. - 1866 - 304 páginas
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest— Delight...fluttering in his breast:— Not for these I raise But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 páginas
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest ; Delight...still fluttering in his breast. Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - 618 páginas
...whether busy or at rest, "With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast — Not for these I raise the song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate...from us, vanishings, Blank misgivings of a creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - 1862 - 610 páginas
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction; not, indeed, For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight...still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 páginas
...was so fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest, Delight...fluttering in his breast ; — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise... 
