 Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years' darling of a pigmy size! See, where 'mid work of his own 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...  Palgrave's Golden Treasury - Page 358by Francis Turner Palgrave - 1907 - 366 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1807 - 358 pages
...And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A four year's Darling of a pigmy size ! See, where mid work of his...chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shap'd by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 pages
...And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A four year's Darling of a pigmy size ! See, where mid work of his...chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shap'd by himself with newly-learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pages
...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But He beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy ; The Youth, who daily...from his dream of human life. Shaped by himself with newly-learned art;] A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pages
...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But He beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy ; The Youth, who daily...he lies, Fretted by sallies of his Mother's kisses, 350 With light upon him from his Father's eyes ! See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 pages
...Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. 7. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six...from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - Fore-edge painting - 1828 - 372 pages
...And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six-years' Darling of a pigmy size! See where mid work of his...See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some fragmcut from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1832 - 378 pages
...her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. 7Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years'...from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; , And this hath now his heart,... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - Religious poetry, English - 1832 - 378 pages
...known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A four years' darling of a pigmy size ! See, where 'mid work...chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shap'd by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - Religious poetry, English - 1832 - 858 pages
...hlisses, A four years' darling of a pigmy size ! See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies, Fretted hy sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him...chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shap'd hy himself with newly-learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy ; But he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy : The youth, who daily...from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art : A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart.... | |
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