 Nor, England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. Tis past, that melancholy dream! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee more and more. Among thy mountains did I feel The joy of my desire; And she I cherished...  The History of David Grieve - Página 534por Mrs. Humphry Ward - 1891 - 576 páginasVista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 402 páginas
...mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers where Lucy played; And thine is too the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. XI. ERE with cold beads of midnight dew Had... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1840 - 390 páginas
...mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers...is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. 1799. XI. ERE with cold beads of midnight dew Had mingled tears of thine, I grieved, fond Youth ! that... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 páginas
...mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers...is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. 1799. ERE with cold beads of midnight dew Ha<! mingled tears of thine, I grieved, fond Youth ! that... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 páginas
...mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers...is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. 1799. ERE with cold beads of midnight dew Had mingled tears of thine, I grieved, fond Youth ! that... | |
 | 1846 - 436 páginas
...feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mourning showed, thy nights concealed The bowers where Lucy...is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. TO A MOUSE, ON HER NEST BEING TDRNKD CP BY A PLOUGH. — Hunts. WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, timorous beastie,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 376 páginas
...travelled among unknown men," which ends with these lines, wherein the poet addresses his native land : Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers...is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. A friend, a true poet himself, to whom I owe some new insight into the merits of Mr Wordsworth's poetry,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 462 páginas
...travelled among unknown men," which ends with these lines, wherein the poet addresses his native land : Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers...is the last, green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. A friend, a true poet himself, to whom 1 owe some new insight into the merits of Mr. Wordsworth's poetry,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 668 páginas
...mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers...thine too is the last green field That Lucy's eyes sun-eyed. 1799. ERE with cold beads of midnight dew Had mingled tears of thine, I grieved, fond Youth... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 748 páginas
...mountains did I feel The joy of my desire ; And she I cherished turned her wheel Beside an English fire. bler is too the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. ERE with cold beads of midnight de<v Had mingled... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 766 páginas
...changed, that was so fair to view, 'Tis fair enough for thee, my dove ! My beauty, little child, is flown, Thy mornings showed, thy nights concealed The bowers...is the last green field That Lucy's eyes surveyed. A friend, a true poet himself, to whom I owe some new insight into the merits of Mr. Wordsworth's poetry,... | |
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