CONVALESCENCE. SEE the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again. The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To... Popular poems, selected by E. Parker - Seite 225von Elizabeth Parker (editor.) - 1841Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
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...than other odes that it does not clearly echo. Gray's lines come near the end of his unfinished poem: The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note...sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening Paradise. (Anderson 10:195) As de Selincourt notes, the allusion is clear in Wordsworth's final lines: "To me... | |
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