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" Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all. "
The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly - Page 7
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Poems in 2 Vols., Reprinted Original Ed. of 1807 Ed. with Note on ..., Volume 2

William Wordsworth - 1807
...your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath it's coronal, The fullness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are pulling, On every side,...
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Poems, in Two Volumes, Volume 1

William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1807 - 170 pages
...your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath it's coronal, The fullness of your bliss, I feel — I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning. This sweet May-morning, And the Cbildreo are pulling, 149 On every side,...
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Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the ..., Volume 2

William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815
...in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May-morning ; And the Children are pulling, On every side,...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Wordsworth - 1815
...adorning, This sweet May-morning ; And the Children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand vallies far and wide, Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! —But there's a Tree, of...
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 38

England - 1835
...jubilee; My heart Is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I fwl — I feel It all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the earth herself ia adorning This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling, On every side,...
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The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

British poets - 1828
...adorning, This sweet May-morning, And the Children are pulling, On every side. In a thousand vallics ow shall be thine; No sigh that rends thy father's heart a Babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's a Tree, of...
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Sacred poetry: consisting of selections from the works of the most admired ...

Henry Stebbing - Religious poetry, English - 1832 - 496 pages
...were 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, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines wane , And the Bahe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! — But there's...
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Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Selections from the Works of the Most Admired ...

Henry Stebbing - Religious poetry, English - 1832 - 402 pages
...in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel— I feel it all. Oh evil day ! if I were sullen While the Earth herself is adorning, This sweet May morning, And the children are pulling, On every side,...
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The Eclectic Reader: Designed for Schools and Academies

Bela Bates Edwards - Readers - 1832 - 324 pages
...and caress them, till they perish in their grasp. " This sweet May morning, The children are pulling, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers." We see them coming wearily into the towns and villages, with posies half as large as themselves. We...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss I feel — I 'feel it all. Oh, evil day ! if I were...Fresh flowers ; while the sun shines warm, And the babe leaps up on his mother's arm : — I hear, I hear — with joy I hear ! But there's a tree, of...
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