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" Lines Written in Early Spring I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much... "
English Grammar for the Common School - الصفحة 250
بواسطة Jonathan Rigdon - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 266
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Lyrical Ballads: With a Few Other Poems

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - عدد الصفحات: 210
...are seven !" LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts...link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it griev'd my heart to think What man has m'ade of man. Through primrose-tufts, in that sweet bower, The...

Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, المجلد 1

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1800
...mourning. 91 LINES Written in early Spring. I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood -when pleasant thoughts...link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it griev'd my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The...

Lyrical ballads, with other poems [including some by S.T. Coleridge]. From ...

William Wordsworth - 1802
...LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I HEARD :i thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclin'd, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad...through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think' What Man has made of Man.. Through primrose-tufts, in that sweet bower The periwinkle trail'd its wreaths;...

Lyrical Ballads: With Pastoral and Other Poems

William Wordsworth - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...spirit lay. LINES ff'RITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts...did Nature link The human soul that through me ran j And much it griev'd my heart to think What man has made of man. F Through primrose tufts, in that...

Sketches in Verse

Robert Hutchinson Rose - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 184
...arm, 8cc. And afterwards, And Jive times did I say to him, Why? Edward, tell me why ? Ib. p. 108. 3 In that sweet mood, when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. Vol. 1, p. 115. 4 And fiercely by the arm he shook her, And by the arm he held her fast, And fiercely...

Poems, المجلد 2

William Wordsworth - 1815
...grave. XII. LINES WR1TTBN IN EARLY SPRING. 1 HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts...through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths...

Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the ..., المجلد 2

William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815
...grave. XII. LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. 1 HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts...through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths...

Genius of Universal Emancipation, المجلد 13

1833
...Ccelum. Philanthropic and Literary, PRINCIPALLY CONDUCTED BY A LADY. HUMAN UNHAPPINESS. To her fair work did nature link, The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think, What man has made of man. Wadsworth. " There is much in the world to make the heart sad. Much poverty,...

The North American Review, المجلد 18

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1824
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The North American Review, المجلد 18

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1824
...early Spring,' exhibit that part of our poet's creed, which attributes feeling to material things. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul,...through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think, What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths...




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