 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
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Fiction - 2003 - 356 pages
...lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life! 9 O joy! that in our embers 130 What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years...still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise HO The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things,... | |
 | William Dell - Health & Fitness - 2005 - 108 pages
...hasten toward the years to come, when his soul shall be nearly covered up with material things? IX O 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; Blank... | |
 | Various - Music - 2006 - 448 pages
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 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 512 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 live,...rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of... | |
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