 | Helen Kwok - 2003 - 346 sider
...freshness of a dream." After a brief pause she went on, "It is not now as it hath been of yore; Turn wheresoe'er I may By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more." She was reassured by the small sea of faces looking up at her, smiling fresh... | |
 | William A. Reiners, Kenneth L. Driese - 2004 - 322 sider
...celestial light. The glory and the freshness of a dream, It is not now as it has been of yore; Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. Even among members of presumed identical educational-culturalexperiential classes,... | |
 | George Hochfield - 2004 - 438 sider
...celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it has been of yore; Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. He here stopped, and asked why Wordsworth could not see the things which he had... | |
 | Onno Oerlemans - 2004 - 268 sider
...defined in the poem as a failure of perception: It is not now as it hath been of yore; Turn whereso'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. (PW, 4:279) This change of state is characterized by the loss of a special form... | |
 | 2005 - 334 sider
...celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day. The things which I have seen I now can see no more. The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight... | |
 | William Dell - 2005 - 108 sider
...The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn whereso'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. Wherever he goes, however, the poet knows something is lost. Things are not the... | |
 | Geoff Wood - 2007 - 172 sider
...to adopt the adult code of survival until It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn whereso'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose .... The sunshine is a glorious... | |
 | Melvyn Bragg - 2005 - 508 sider
...he give her? Great waves of words rolled quietly through the small warm schoolroom. 'Turn whereso'er I may, By night or day,- The things which I have seen I now can see no more.' 'Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our... | |
 | Robert Gibson - 2005 - 384 sider
...light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore — Turn whereso'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. For all that, his pessimism seems somewhat premature in the light of the first... | |
 | Jennifer L. Holberg - 2006 - 278 sider
...celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. . . . Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us,... | |
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There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day,... 
