 We in thought will join your throng Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts today Feel the gladness of the May! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the...  The Oral Study of Literature - Page 400by Algernon de Vivier Tassin - 1923 - 431 pagesFull view - About this book
 | George Lillie Craik - English language - 1861 - 580 pages
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young lambs bound As to...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. No comparison, of course, is to be instituted between this grand declamation and Coleridge's much less... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pages
...thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe aud ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Peel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance...mind. And O ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might ; I only have... | |
 | English poetry - 1863 - 438 pages
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. Then, sing ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young lambs bound As to...mind. And O ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might ; I only have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1865 - 316 pages
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. X Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to...mind. And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might; I only have relinquished... | |
 | John Dennis - Pastoral poetry, English - 1865 - 340 pages
...dealt with. Forgive me for reciting these familiar passages : — " Then sing ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to...death In years that bring the philosophic mind." " And 0, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forbode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 pages
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. X Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. XI And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in... | |
 | R. C. J. - English poetry - 1866 - 304 pages
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. X. Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. XI. And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in... | |
 | Frances Martin - English poetry - 1866 - 506 pages
...sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore. X. Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song ! And let the young Lambs bound As to...through death In years that bring the philosophic mind. XI. And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forbode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - Elocution - 1866 - 618 pages
...BO bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower — We will grieve...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. 11. And O ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866 - 408 pages
...sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour ( if splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; AVe will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains...through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind. Xt. And oh, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Think not of any severing of our loves ! Yet... | |
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