 The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Էջ 2141841Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | David Daiches - 1984 - 248 էջ
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 | Albert S. Gérard - 1986 - 678 էջ
...I cannot measure: But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air;...think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from Heaven be sent ' If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What... | |
 | Various - 1968 - 388 էջ
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 | Harold Bloom - 1986 - 200 էջ
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 | Daniel A. Dombrowski - 1988 - 174 էջ
...measure: — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. And plants: The budding twigs spread out their fan. To catch the breezy air;...must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.3 Wordsworth is in danger at this point of losing all ability to discriminate among parts of... | |
 | 1989 - 600 էջ
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