 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pages
...I were sullen, While earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning, And the children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...arm :— I hear, I hear — with joy I hear ! But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have lookaxl upon, Both of them speak of something... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pages
...I were sullen, While earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning, And the children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear — with jov I hear ! But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pages
...were sullen, While the earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning, And the children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — 1 hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 pages
...memory ; for he has not printed the poem in which this line occurs, in the recent edition of his works. On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm. WORDSWORTH. SPENSER shall paint " fair May" and her train in noble words — Then came fair May, the... | |
 | Mrs. Stirling - 1849 - 320 pages
..." A thousand notes seemed blended into one." Then came " the dark spot—the shadow of herself," " But there's a tree of many one A single field which...speak of something that is gone; The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat. Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 668 pages
...And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked...speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ! Where is it now, the glory and the... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 pages
...sullen, While the earth herself is adorning, This sweet May- morning, And the children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide,...warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm. i Compare with Lord Brooke, p. 69, iupri. * Comp. Coleriilgo's Dele, '• Dejection." Stanra in. i The... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 750 pages
...culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines wum, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm : — I...speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam 1 Where is it now, the glory and the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 748 pages
...I were sullen While Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines \v; rm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm: — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pages
...I were sullen While earth herself is adorning This sweet May-morning, And the children are culling On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide....speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet 228 Wordsworth. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's... | |
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But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream? 
