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" What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? What ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near... "
The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ... - Σελίδα 260
των William Martin - 1838 - 348 σελίδες
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Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Τόμος 2

Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 σελίδες
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never come near thee : Thou lovest...

A woman's story, Τόμος 1;Τόμος 556

Anna Maria Hall - 1857 - 334 σελίδες
...shall do this often, I trust, without wearying those who read. 31 CHAPTER II. " We look before and after, And pine for what is not ; Our sincerest laughter...some pain is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought 1 " SHELLEY. THE allotted month of Mrs. Lyndsey's seclusion was a period...

The Rambler, a Catholic journal of home and foreign literature [&c ..., Τόμος 9

1858 - 448 σελίδες
...stanzas in the whole poem are the one or two without therjij as for instance : " We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter...is fraught ; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought." The same may be said of Tennyson. Compare him with himself in such poems as "...

The Worship of God and Fellowship Among Men: A Series of Sermons on Public ...

Frederick Denison Maurice - 1858 - 168 σελίδες
...after so many ages the curse of the world, the proof of its emptiness. Still — "We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter...some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought." Do we ever see any one who appears to have found rest and satisfaction...

The advanced prose and poetical reader, by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 362 σελίδες
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt— A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest...

The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 120 σελίδες
...Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Langour cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest;...

The Ladies' Reader: Designed for the Use of Ladies' Schools and Family ...

John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 450 σελίδες
...Match'd with thiue would be all But an empty Taunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be ; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest...

Pearls from the poets: specimens selected, with biogr. notes, by H.W. Dulcken

Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 σελίδες
...empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. .56 THE SKYLARK. What objects arc the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear, keen joyance Languor cannot be ; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thec : Thou...

The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861 - 128 σελίδες
...Matcheil with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?...What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest...

The Poetry of Nature

1861 - 182 σελίδες
...would be all But an empty vaunt — A tiling wherein we feel there is some hidden want. TTTE SKYLARK. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain...What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain 'if With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou...




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