 | 1842 - 480 страница
...custom lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life! Mighty prophet! seer blest! O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live,...simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast; Not for these I raise The song of thanks and... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 страница
...earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life! Ojoy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That...simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and... | |
 | 1842 - 414 страница
...considers it. A WESTERN "CHARACTER." BY MRS. CLAVERS, AUTHOR OF " A NEW HOME," " FOREST LIFE," ETC. " О ! joy that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! " IN wandering- through the woods, where solitude seems to hold undivided reign, so that one learns... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1842 - 412 страница
...feeling—such a piece of inspired philosophy—we do not believe exists elsewhere in human language:— " O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that... | |
 | Samuel Sidwell Randall - 1844 - 264 страница
...diffuses over our whole being that joy, and peace, and hope, which take fast hold of immortality. " O! joy, that in our embers Is something that doth...live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!" * * * "— those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страница
...earthly freight And custom lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! О joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live,...simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 страница
...And custom lie upon thec with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! 0 joy ! that ¡n our embers Is something that doth live, That nature...simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast :— Not for these I raise The song of thanks... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1846 - 350 страница
...language:— "O joy! thai in our embers Is something that ilnili live, That nature yet remembers What was fugitive ! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which и most worthy to be blest: Delight and liberty, the simple... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 380 страница
...perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day." And page 352 to 354 of the same ode. M " O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth...thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benedictions : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple... | |
 | Theodore Parker - 1847 - 502 страница
...and small, it may be, but moving on the face of the deep, and bringing light out of darkness. ' Oh joy that in our embers, Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembera What was so fugitive." Now to sum up the result. It seems from the very Idea of God that... | |
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O joy ! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive ! 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,... 
