 But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...  Written on Their Foreheads - Страница 76написао/ла Robert Henry Elliot - 1879Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Robert Coles - 1990 - 404 страница
...Wordsworth gives us in the "Ode on Intimations of Immortality": ". . . Those first affections, /Those shadowy recollections,/ Which, be they what they may, / Are yet the fountain light of all our day." Here is what she said to me on the afternoon of April 20, 1971, as she sipped tea and thought about... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 страница
...whether busy or at rest. With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: — (1. 133-138) 81 Those hat the mighty city is herself, To thousands upon thousands of her sons, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; (1. 149—152) 82 Hence in a season of calm weather Though... | |
 | Anna-Teresa Tymieniecka - 1992 - 414 страница
...which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprized; But for those affections, Those shadowy recollections. Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1994 - 628 страница
...mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised: But for those first affections, 150 Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 страница
...guilty Thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, 150 Which, be they what they may. Are yet the fountain light of all our day. Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years... | |
 | Liz Rosenberg - 2000 - 168 страница
...our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised; But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2001 - 552 страница
...our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised ! But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us — cherish — and have power to make Our noisy... | |
 | Leon Waldoff - 2001 - 192 страница
...our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day; Are yet a master light of all our seeing . . . (142—53) Far more than a mere rhetorical flourish,... | |
 | Sir William Osler - 2001 - 416 страница
...Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood," stanza 9, line 151. The exact quotation is: Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day. of professional responsibility, and the whole tone of the place was stimulating and refreshing. It... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 страница
...guilty Thing surprised: But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, 150 Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years... | |
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