 | George Hochfield - 2004 - 438 pagina’s
...this schoolroom again." He went on and read the next stanza of the ode: The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose, The moon doth with delight...birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth; stopping to ask them about the effects of the rainbow, the rose,... | |
 | William Dell - 2005 - 108 pagina’s
...meadows, groves and streams, are gone. These experiences are his no more. II The Rainbow comes and goes, and lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight...birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. Although the poet is surrounded by beauty — a rainbow, the rose,... | |
 | 2005 - 334 pagina’s
...may, By night or day. The things which I have seen I now can see no more. The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight...birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting, "Oda sobre los presagios... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 pagina’s
...hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, 172 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH II The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight...birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. Ill Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young... | |
 | David Rosen - 2008 - 224 pagina’s
...first stanza, the second continues with the voice of debased adulthood: The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose; The Moon doth with delight...bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair. . . . (11. 10-15) Immediately we recognize the light Latin idiom from the "Poems of the Fancy." As... | |
 | Tom Walsh - 2007 - 200 pagina’s
...may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight...birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth. Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song, And while the young... | |
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The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose ; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a Starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath... 
