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" I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream... "
Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century - Side 109
1842 - 490 sider
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The Christian Parlor Magazine, Bind 6

1850
...one, A single field which 1 have looked upon, Both of them speak of something which is gone. ***** Whither is fled the visionary gleam — Where is it now, the glory and the dream?" There is no denying or concealing it. The happy harmony and communion which once existed...
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Poems from the Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1853 - 281 sider
...hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a Tree, of many one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? \ t T. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The Soul that rises with us, our life's...
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Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and School

1854 - 430 sider
...hear, 1 hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? v. Qur birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's...
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Gleanings from the Poets, for Home and School

1855 - 430 sider
...hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there 'sa tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? T. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's...
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Gleanings from the Poets for Home and School

1855
...single field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The pansy at rny feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? v. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's...
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The Guardian, Bind 8–9

1857
...hear, I hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a tree, of many one, A single field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...glory and the dream ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh...
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The Monthly observer, and New Church record, Bind 6–9

1862
...— "But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth, — • * * The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither...the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ?" This arises from the mind, in the season of childhood, being yet unfilled, and all its...
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The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 22–23

1857
...articles of varying length and character, a judicious selection from which composed the Lit But Alas, " Whither is fled the visionary gleam, Where is it now, the glory and the dream t" No fatted reams waiting for immortality greet our view. Ah no I "One cheerless blank,...
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the poetical works of william wordsworth

WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858
...hear, with joy I hear ! — But there's a tree, of many one, A single field which I have look'd npon, Both of them speak of something that is gone : The...glory and the dream ? Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth ...

William Wordsworth - 1858 - 496 sider
...of many one, A single field which I have look'd upon, Both of them speak of something that is gono : The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat : Whither...the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream ? V. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting : The soul that rises with us, our life's...
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