 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 หน้า
...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 art with...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer... | |
 | Horace Binney Wallace - 1838 - 274 หน้า
...seen in the lines which follow these — Nor perchance If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with...banks Of this fair river ; thou, my dearest friend, And in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting... | |
 | Hannah D. Burdon - 1839 - 980 หน้า
...STREET. 1839. Ii. HKNSLBY, PIUNTKIl. THE FRIENDS • or FONTAINBLEAU. CHAPTER I. For thou art with me — and in thy voice I catch The language of my former...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once. WORDSWORTH. SILENTLT and sadly de Mere... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1843 - 278 หน้า
...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 art with...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while, May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear sister ! and this prayer... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 หน้า
...heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor, perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more sion to proceed More from a mistress than a weed....begrimed complexion, And, for thy pernicious sake, Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what 1 was once, My dear, dear sister ! And this prayer... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 หน้า
...heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor, perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more g, licked the withered hand that tied A wreath of...lofty neck with many a floweret small. [Opening of Ih m thy voice I catcb The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting light«... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 หน้า
...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 art with...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 หน้า
...Nor perchance, , If I «ere not thus taught, should I the more Safer my genial spirits to decay : Fur thou art with me here upon the banks ! Of this fair...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, Мт dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer... | |
 | 1846 - 302 หน้า
...heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should 1 the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with...pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! and this prayer... | |
 | 1846 - 308 หน้า
...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 art with...dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice 1 catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy... | |
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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. 
