 My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. " Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind.  National Review - Seite 91857Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | George William Curtis - 1852 - 214 Seiten
...talked of Italy. They were pleasant days, he said, which will return no more. ' My eyes are full of childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears That in those days I heard. Thus fares it still in our decay, And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for... | |
 | Isabel Goldsmid - 1852 - 228 Seiten
...must not anticipate. CHAPTEE XXIV. My eyes are dim with childish tears ; My heart is idly stirr'd : For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. WORDSWORTH. MAEGAEET having one morning, by dint of persuasions, remonstrances, and raillery, prevailed... | |
 | Isabel Goldsmid - 1852 - 230 Seiten
...? or not anticipate. CHAPTEE XXIV. My eyes are dim with childish tears ; My heart is idly stirr'd : For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. WORDSWORTH. MABGABET having one morning, by dint of persuasions, remonstrances, and raillery, prevailed... | |
 | Samuel Henry Dickson - 1852 - 356 Seiten
...tolerable. The poet, here far more philosophical than the philosopher, says, with a sad truthfulness — " Thus fares it still in our decay, / And yet the wiser mind \J Mourns less for what Time takes away Than what he leaves behind." — WORDSWORTH. Farther : if the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1853 - 300 Seiten
...delightful day, I cannot choose but think How oft, a vigorous man, I lay Beside this fountain's brink. My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly...leafy trees, The lark above the hill, Let loose their carois when they please, Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife;... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 764 Seiten
...Has oftener left me mourning."* or in a still higher strain the six beautiful quatrains, page 134. " Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser...takes away Than what it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please. Are quiet when... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 Seiten
...Winds behind and rocks before; Age? a drooping, tottering willow, On a flat and lazy shore. Wordsworth. Thus fares it still in our decay, And yet the wiser...for what age takes away, Than what it leaves behind. Wordsworth. Let no one judge the worth of life, save he Whose head is white with time. The youthful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 760 Seiten
...oftener left me mourning.''* or in a still higher strain the six beautiful quatrains, page 134. X/" Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Thau what it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees. The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their... | |
 | Dinah Maria Craik - 1853 - 376 Seiten
...self-denying man who, in the midst of his own darkness, had made the path of others bright. CHAPTER X. " The wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. " My days, my friend, are almost gone; My life has been approved, And many love me : but by none Am... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 776 Seiten
...delightful day, I cannot choose but think How oft, a vigorous man, I lay Besjde this Fountain's brink. " My eyes are dim with childish tears. My heart is idly...takes away Than what it leaves behind. "The Blackbird in the summer trees. The Lark upon the bill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when... | |
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