 | Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer - Blue Ridge Mountains - 1855 - 456 pages
...She gave one quick glance, then shrieked, and went into convulsions in the nurse's arms. CHAPTER II. The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction For those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the... | |
 | Theodore Parker - Sermons, American - 1855 - 420 pages
...mill, who shall stop it ? There is a spark from the good God in us all. " O, joy that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive." Methinks I see some thoughtful man, studious of truth, his intellectual piety writ on his tall pale... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1856 - 538 pages
...her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life! That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive The thought of our past years in mo doth breed, Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; ! Delight... | |
 | Robert Kemp Philp - 1856 - 388 pages
...years in me both breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed Yor that which is most worthy to be bleat — Delight, and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new fledged hope «till flattering In his breast — " But for those first affections, Those shadowy... | |
 | Henry Reed - Great Britain - 1856 - 484 pages
...nation stands on the highest moral station when, looking back, it can appropriate the poet's words — "The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction/'* The legendary history of Britain, which is now become so obsolete, did, in its own time, good service... | |
 | Charles Lanman - Canada - 1856 - 572 pages
...upon thee with a weight Heavy as lute, and deep almost as life." 13 " 0 joy, that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive." " To me the meanest flower that blooms, can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." Strange,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1857 - 480 pages
...lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers...at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings... | |
 | Conduct of life - 1857 - 904 pages
...lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O, joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, — That nature yet remembers...at rest, "With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : — Not for these I raise The song of thank and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings... | |
 | 1858 - 460 pages
...upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! IX. O, joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, — That nature yet remembers...at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : • Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings... | |
 | William Wordsworth - Bookbinding - 1858 - 550 pages
...upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as l>te ! IX. O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers...thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy to bo bless'd ; Delight and liberty, the simple... | |
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The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast... 
