 Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts,...  Literature and Life - Pagina 544door Edwin Greenlaw, William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1922Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 pagina’s
...in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make,. Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege,...feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues. Bash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pagina’s
...behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege,...is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our chearful faith that all which we behold Is full of blessings.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pagina’s
...Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'Us her privilege, Through all the years of this our life,...impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With 16%' thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pagina’s
...behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege,...is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, , Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our chearful faith that all which we behold Is full of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pagina’s
...in thee what I was once, ' My dear, dear Sister! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The Heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege,...is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is full of blessings.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pagina’s
...behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege,...is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our chearful faith that all which we behold Is full of blessings.... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 pagina’s
...behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege,...inform . The mind that is within us, so impress With qujetness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1872 - 480 pagina’s
...scenes hare often recalled to my thoughts : " Nature never did betray The heart that lov'd her ; 't is her privilege Through all the years of this our life...is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings."... | |
 | Wild flowers - 1845 - 110 pagina’s
...discovering new reasons for adoring the Sovereign Author of the universe. DR. JOHNSON. NATURE never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege...tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is fall of blessings.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pagina’s
...behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister ! And this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege,...can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress * This line has a close resemblance to an admirable line of Young, the exact expression of which I... | |
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