 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 oldal
...yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. " The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose...carols when they "please, Are quiet when they will. " With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see r A happy youth, and their old age Is... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 326 oldal
...yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away That what it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose...carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful... | |
 | 1819 - 808 oldal
...Wordsworth's habit of dwelling as much upon the rest of the universe as upon man, has given his poetry an air of greater joyfulness and sunshine, than it could...when they will. * One who had died of a broken heart. «' With nature do they never wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is... | |
 | 1819 - 782 oldal
...Wordsworth's habit of dwelling as much upon the rest of the universe as upon man, has given his poetry an air of greater joyfulness and sunshine, than it could...quiet when they will. * One who had died of a broken bent. " With nature do they never wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1824 - 394 oldal
...your head again. Do you think to frighten the barber, Mr Squire? " LETTER TO PR ESQ. The blackbird in the summer trees, The lark upon the hill, Let loose...carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do the;/ wage A foolish strife, — they see A happy youth : and their old age Is... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1824 - 242 oldal
...you think to frighten the barber, Mr. Squire? LETTER TO PR Esq. The blackbird in the summer tree;, The lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please. Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife,—they see A happy youth: and their old age Is beautiful... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 oldal
...yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. " The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose...carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. " With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 oldal
...yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose...carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 oldal
...yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose...carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1834 - 360 oldal
...yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind. The Blackbird in the summer trees, The lark upon the hill, Let loose...carols when they please : Are quiet when they will. . . With nature never do they wage A foolish strife : they see A happy youth, and their old age Is... | |
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The blackbird amid leafy trees, The lark above the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free. 
