 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 oldal
...Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear the woodland linnet, How...wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher ; Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. has... | |
 | 1799 - 618 oldal
...Through all the long green fields has spread, His firs: sweet evening yellow. « Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, hear the woodland linnet, How...in it. * And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher ; Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. * She... | |
 | 1799 - 614 oldal
...the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. « Books ! 'tis a dull and endk-se strife, ' Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet...in it. ' And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher ; Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. ' -She... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 oldal
...fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife, Come, here the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ; on my life...wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher ; Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. She... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 oldal
...music ; on my life There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher ; Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, Our minds and hearts to bless — Spontaneous wisdom... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 oldal
...Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tig a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland Linnet, How...his music ; on my life There's more of wisdom in it. V And hark ! how blithe the Throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher : Come forth into the light... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 oldal
...fields has spread His first sweet evening yellow. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings! And he is no mean Preacher; Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, Our minds and hearts to bless— Spontaneous wisdom... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 oldal
...Through all the long green fields has spread. His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland Linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life There 's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the Throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 oldal
...Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland Linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life There 's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the Throstle sings ! And he is no mean preacher... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 oldal
...Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland Linnet, /...: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, Our minds and hearts to bless — Spontaneous wisdom... | |
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tis a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark, how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be... 
