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" In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods,... "
Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ... - Page 285
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Lyrical Ballads: With a Few Other Poems

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 210 pages
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often...
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Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volume 1

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1800
...their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was all in all. — I cannot.paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love, That had no need of a...
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Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volume 1

William Wordsworth - 1800
...vain belief,- yet, oh ! how oftr. In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world,. Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often...
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Lyrical ballads, with other poems [including some by S.T. Coleridge]. From ...

William Wordsworth - 1802
...their glad animal movements all gone by)' To me was all in all.—-I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a...
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Lyrical Ballads: With Pastoral and Other Poems, in Two Volumes, Volume 1

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1802 - 250 pages
...their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love, That had no need of a...
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Lyrical Ballads: With Pastoral and Other Poems

William Wordsworth - 1802
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often...
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Poems

William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in .spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye !" Thou wanderer thro' the woodi, How often...
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Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the ..., Volume 2

William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light; when the fretful .stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often...
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature, Volume 4

Tobias Smollett - 1816
...original, that the redder may judge if we are correct, especially as the poem is not very well known. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter...
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 44

1838
...And their glad varied moments all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. Tho sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a lojjre That had no need of a...
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