 tis a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings i He, too, is no mean preacher : Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be...  The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth - Pagina 238door William Wordsworth - 1882Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1865 - 392 pagina’s
...'ll grow double : Up ! up ! my Friend, and clear your looks ; Why all this toil and trouble ? The Mm. above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow...has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 't is a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life,... | |
 | Allen Hayden Weld - 1865 - 116 pagina’s
...and trouble ? ' Knle XXI. ,Rcm. H. » Rules X nnd XXI. Rem 8 ^1 The sun alx>ve the mountain's heao, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green...has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books i1 'tis a dull and endless strife : J Come, hear the woodlaudiLinnet, How sweet his music! on my life,... | |
 | Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd - 1866 - 436 pagina’s
...And then I thought of Wordsworth's ballad, which sets out so pleasing an excuse for idleness : — Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear...woodland linnet ! How sweet his music ! on my life There 's more of wisdom in it. And hark I how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher... | |
 | Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd - 1866 - 438 pagina’s
...And then I thought of Wordsworth's ballad, which sets out so pleasing an excuse for idleness : — Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear...woodland linnet ! How sweet his music ! on my life There 's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 386 pagina’s
...And then I thought of Wordsworth's ballad, which sets out so pleasing an excuse for idleness:— 4. " Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear...in it. " And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings I He, too, is no mean preacher : Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. "... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 372 pagina’s
...then I thought of Wordsworth's ballad, which sets out so pleasing an excusa for idleness : — 4. " Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear the woodland linnet I How sweet his music ! On my life, There's more of wisdom in it. " And hark ! how blithe the throstle... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 pagina’s
...above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Thro ughall the long green fields hasspread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tis a dull...woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There 's more of wisdom in it. 4. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher... | |
 | Pye Henry Chavasse - 1870 - 352 pagina’s
...intended him to be — a happy, laughing, joyous child. Do not let him be always poring over books : ' ' Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear...woodland linnet ! How sweet his music ! On my life There 's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher... | |
 | 1871 - 528 pagina’s
...help quoting Wordsworth in comparison : — " Books, 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come hear thc woodland linnet ; How sweet his music — on my life There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how hlithe the throstle sings, He too is no moan preacher ; Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1871 - 642 pagina’s
...douhle : Up I up I my Friend, and clear your looks ; Why all this toil and trouhle f The sun, ahove the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields has spread, Books I 'tis a dull and endless strife: uome, hear the woodland linnet, iow sweet his music ! on my... | |
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