 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 halaman
...The Cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The...up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Eeast keep holiday, Thou Child of Joy Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd Boy... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 halaman
...strong. The Cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me froTn the fields of sleep, 14* And all the eavth is gay, Laud and sea Give themselves up to jollity,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 halaman
...Cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep, — No more shall grief of mine the season wrong : I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The...Child of Joy Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, them happy Shepherd Boy! Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see... | |
 | 1835 - 866 halaman
...the mountain throng, Tlio wlndi coma to me from the fields of sleep, And all the eartb la gay ; Lund and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the...holiday ; Thou child of joy Shout round me, let me heir thy ghouls, thou happy shepherd boy ! Yea I blessed creature* I have heard the call Ye to each... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 halaman
...whence the impulse of happiness that they feel proceeds, or whither it tends. In short, ' All tin- earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of MayDoth every beast keep holiday :' while man, man alone, lets the season come without glorying in... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 halaman
...grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoe« through the mountain» throng. The wind« i mm' ( - Cv Z O 364 365 Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I sec The heavens laugh... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 868 halaman
...knowing from whence the impulse of happiness that they feel proceeds, or whither it tends. In short, ' All the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves...with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday :' while man, man alone, lets the season come without glorying in it ; and when it goes he lets it... | |
 | 1832 - 492 halaman
...The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep. THB VANITY OF LIFE. Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence — CONSOLATION... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 halaman
...The cataracts hlow their trumpets from the steep, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The...and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the hea-t of May Doth every heast ncep holiday, Thou Child of jo> Shout round me, let me heai thy shouts,... | |
 | William Hone - 1837 - 874 halaman
...knowing from whence the impulse of happiness that they feel proceeds, or whither it tends. In short, ' All the earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves...jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holidny :' while man, man alone, lets the season come without glorying in it ; and when it goes he... | |
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As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep,— No more shall grief of mine the season wrong : I hear the echoes... 
