| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 240 pages
...indifferent things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragg'd to earth both branch and bough, with crash...Deform'd and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being : and unless I now Confound my present feelings with the past, Even then, when from the bower I turn'd... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pages
...indifferent things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragg'd to earth both branch and bough, with crash...and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being; and unless I now Confound my present feelings with the past, Even then, when from the bower I turn'd... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1805 - 262 pages
...tilings, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash And merciless...shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being : and, unless I now Confound my present feelings... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 pages
...things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And 'dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash And merciless...shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being : and, unless I now Confound my present feelings... | |
| William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 pages
...things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash And merciless...shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being : and, unless I now Confound my present feelings... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 pages
...things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash And merciless...shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being : and, unless I now Confound my present feelings... | |
| 1842 - 622 pages
...and with the flowers I play'd. Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crush And merciless ravage ; and the shady nook Of hazels,...Deform'd and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being ; and, unless I now Confound my present feel,ngs with the past, Ere from the mutilated bower I turn'd,... | |
| 1825 - 500 pages
...things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash And merciless...shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being : and unless 1 now Confound my present feelings... | |
| Elizabeth Kent (botanist.) - 1825 - 466 pages
...Among the flowers, and with the flowers 1 played : * « » * Then up I rose, And dragged to earth each branch and bough with crash , And merciless ravage, and the shady nook Of hazels, and the green and massy bower Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being ; and unless I now Confound my... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 pages
...things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air. Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash And merciless...shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being : and, unless I now Confound my present feelings... | |
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