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 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 1798 - 240 pages
...some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, 1 have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet. Felt in the blood, and felt along the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pages
...some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the dirt' Of towns and cities) ,1 have owed to them> 'v , In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pages
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart . And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pages
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me, As is a landscape to a blind...to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Belt in the blood, and felt along the heart, And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pages
...hermit's cave, where by his fire. The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, .1 have owed to them. In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,, and felt along the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pages
...Hermit's ca.ve, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind mun's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pages
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration:... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pages
...some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration... | |
 | England - 1848 - 802 pages
...can say of my route into Canada what Words-' worth says of the Wye : — " Those beauteous scenes, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is...eye ; But oft in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towers and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood,... | |
 | England - 1838 - 884 pages
...reading, after the spirit of the communion which Wordsworth holds in his poetry with all outward things. " These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As ia a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns aml cities,... | |
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