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" 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? "
The Yale Literary Magazine - Page 139
1882
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Poems, selected and ed. by R.A. Willmott. Illustr

William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1866 - 408 pages
...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 ? 267 INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY. V. ( inr birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul...
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Extracts from English Literature

John Rolfe - 1867 - 404 pages
...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 !J WORDSWORTH. CUNNING. A MAN may be more cunning than another, but not more cunning than...
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Exercises in Grammatical Analysis

Edward Thring - 1868 - 256 pages
...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 1 Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The soul that rises with us, our life's star,...
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The Book of Gems: The eighteenth and nineteenth century. Wordsworth to Tennyson

Samuel Carter Hall - 1868 - 328 pages
...npon. 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 '( Onr birth is bnt a sleep and a forgetting : The sonl that rises with ns, onr life's star...
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The book of poetry for schools and families [ed.] by W. Davis

William Davis (B.A.) - 1869 - 200 pages
...upon, Both of them speak of something that's 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 ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's star,...
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A Manual of Elocution Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice

M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 pages
...hear! Both of them speak of something that is gone : The Pansy at my feat Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,...
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The Church Seasons Historically and Poetically Illustrated

Alexander Henley Grant - 1869 - 646 pages
...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 t Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting ; The soul that riseth with us, our life's star....
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The poetical works of William Wordsworth. New and ..., Issue 619, Volume 5

William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1870 - 382 pages
...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 ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,...
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Class-book of English Poetry from Chaucer to Tennyson

Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pages
...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 ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's star,...
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Favourite English poems and poets

English poems - 1870 - 722 pages
...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 ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting ; The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,...
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