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" Well ! wind-dispersed and vain the words will be, Yet, Thyrsis, let me give my grief its hour In the old haunt, and find our tree-topp'd hill! Who, if not I, for questing here hath power ? I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the Fyfield tree,... "
Poetical Works of Matthew Arnold - Page 281
by Matthew Arnold - 1895 - 510 pages
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The Living Age, Volume 294

1917 - 882 pages
...which hides the daffodil," and the swamps where in May the fritillary blossomed! "I know," he cried. I know what white, what purple fritillaries The grassy harvest of the river-fields Above by Eynsham, down by Bandford, yields, And what sedged brooks are Thames's tributaries. Above all, perhaps,...
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Every Saturday: A Journal of Choice Reading, Volume 1

1866 - 768 pages
...hides the daffodil, I know the Fyficld tree, 1 know what white, what purple fritillaries The fjrassy harvest of the river-fields, Above by Ensham, down...the loved hillside, With, thorns once studded, old, white-blossomed trees, Where thick the cowslips grew, and, far descried, 'High towered the spikes of...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 13

1866 - 870 pages
...honr In the old haunt, and find our tree-topp'd hill ! Who, if not I, for questing here hath power? I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the...fritillaries The grassy harvest of the river-fields, Above by Eusham, down by Sandford, yields ; And what sedged brooks aro Thames's tributaries ; 1 know these slopes...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 13

1866 - 568 pages
...not I, for questing hero hath power? I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the Fy field tree, I know what white, what purple fritillaries The grassy harvest of the river-fielde, Above by Ensham, down by Sand ford, yields ; And what sedgcd brooks are Thames's tributaries...
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Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 13

1866 - 570 pages
...hour In tho old haunt, and find our tree-topp'd hill ! Who, if not I, for questing here hath power i I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the Fyfield tree, Г know what white, what purple fritillaries The grassy harvest of the river-fields, Above by Enshara,...
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New Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1867 - 226 pages
...hour In the old haunt, and find our tree-topped hill! "Who, if not I, for questing here hath power ? I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the...the loved hillside, With thorns once studded, old, white-blossomed trees, Where thick the cowslips grew, and, far descried, High towered the spikes of...
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Specimens, Poetical and Critical

William Alexander - 1867 - 228 pages
...hour In the old haunt, and find our tree-topped hill ! Who, if not I, for questing here hath power ? I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the Fyfield tree, I know what white, what purple frittilaries The grassy harvest of the river-fields, Above by Ensham, down by Sandford, yields; And...
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The Southern Magazine, Volume 9

1871 - 778 pages
...hour In the old haunt, and find our tree-topped hill ! Who, if not I, for questing here hath power? I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the...the loved hill-side, With thorns once studded, old, white-blossomed trees, Where thick the cowslips grew, and, far descried, High towered the spikes of...
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Oxford and Cambridge: Their Colleges, Memories, and Associations

Frederick Arnold - 1873 - 418 pages
...cowslips never stirred." Again : "I know the wood which hides the daffodil; I know the Fyfield-tree ; 1 know what white, what purple fritillaries The grassy harvest of the river-fields Above by Eynsham, down by Sandford, yields, An 1 what sedged brooks are Thamcs's tributaries. Where is the girl...
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Parnassus

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 pages
...if not I. for questing here hath power? I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the Fyfleld tree, I know what white, what purple fritillaries...the loved hillside, With thorns once studded, old, white-blossomed trees, Where thick the cowslips grew, and, far descried, High towered the spikes of...
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