 O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty,...  Twelve Centuries of English Poetry and Prose - Page 426edited by - 1910 - 756 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Brainerd Kellogg - English language - 1880 - 286 pages
...his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day. Oh joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live,...be blest, — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Ot childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering. in his breast: Not for... | |
 | English poetry - 1881 - 456 pages
...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! IX. O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth...fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1881 - 654 pages
...earthly freight, = And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life 1 O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live,...still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | sir Edmund William Gosse - 1881 - 308 pages
...freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! IX. O joy I that in our embers Is something that doth live, That...still fluttering in his breast ; Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - American poetry - 1881 - 348 pages
...her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth...indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest, Djlight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1882 - 520 pages
...l Jjhat in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitivej The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...fluttering in his breast :— Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Poetry - 1982 - 348 pages
...his way attended: At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day . Oh joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live,...fluttering in his breast, -- Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things , Falling... | |
 | Stephen Prickett - Literary Criticism - 1986 - 324 pages
...retrospect as leading to growth; but rather experiences of isolation, doubt, loss, guilt and failure: The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual...still fluttering in his breast Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1172 pages
...inevitable yoke, (1. 121—124) 79 O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, (1. 129-130) 80 Utopia, — subterranean Fields,— Or — (1. 133-138) 81 Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain... | |
 | William Wordsworth - Fiction - 1994 - 628 pages
...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life! DC 130 O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth...With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: 140 Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense... | |
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