| William Wordsworth - 1861 - عدد الصفحات: 662
...plan or chart. Some fragment from hia dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly •learne'd art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral...whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all onr lives to find ; Thou, over whom thy immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A presence... | |
| Thomas Arnold - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...appropriate home. The leading thought of the poem may be gathered from the lines subjoined : — " Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day,... | |
| 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 556
...low voice, like that of an awed worshipper at a shrine—I quoted the noble lines,— " Thou, whoso exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity...blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal dcep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind !— Mighty prophet ! seer blest! On whom these truths do... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 318
...hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes ! See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day,... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 316
...hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes ! See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day,... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 386
...Age, That Life brings with her in her equipage ; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation. vm. Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's...the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! A Presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born... | |
| Frances Martin - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes ! See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day,... | |
| R. C. J. - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 304
...semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, them Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st...rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day,... | |
| Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 618
...immensity! Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage ! thou eye among the blind, That, deuf and silent, read'st the eternal deep Haunted for ever...do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ! Thou over whom thy immortality Broods like the day, a... | |
| William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...That Life brings with her in her equipage ; As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation. VIII. Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's...; thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, vead'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! (In... | |
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