 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they: The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1880 - 676 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born day Is lovely yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1880 - 330 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born day Is lovely yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 654 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they: The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | Alexander Henley Grant - 1881 - 416 pages
...more than when I tripped, lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born day Is lovely yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun, Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | 1881 - 456 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born day Is lovely yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1882 - 520 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they. The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. THE PRELUDE, OR GROWTH OF A POET'S MIND; AN AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL POEM. ADVERTISEMENT TO THE FIEST EDITION.... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 734 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they: The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 498 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 pages
...more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take...are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts... | |
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To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a... 
