 | 1875 - 860 pages
...on this subject when he said — Through primrose turfs, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trail'd its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do... | |
 | Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool - 1883 - 376 pages
...animal life ? So there may be scientific truth as well as poetic imagination in Wordsworth's lines : — Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle...And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air ; And I must think, do... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 pages
...And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, 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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1846 - 444 pages
...The human soul that through me ran, And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts in that sweet bower, The periwinkle...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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1847 - 382 pages
...The human soul that through me ran, And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts in that sweet bower, The periwinkle...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... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 pages
...The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle...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... | |
 | Robert Tyas - 1848 - 264 pages
...; Oer. Maagdepalm ; Dutch. Pervinca ; Hat. and Sp. Congossa ; Port. Barwinck ; Pol. Slngron ; Dan. Through primrose tufts in that sweet bower, The periwinkle...every flower Enjoys the air that breathes. WORDSWORTH. THIS pretty flower is by no means common in a wild state, though occasionallyfoundupon banks and in... | |
 | Frances Mary LEVETT - 1849 - 226 pages
...violet all newe, And fresh pervinke, rich of hue." Wordsworth describes it in a few graphic lines — " Through primrose tufts in that sweet bower, The periwinkle...And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes." An Italian peasant, who met us returning to the carriage with our flowers, told us the... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1849 - 414 pages
...it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bowor, 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... | |
 | William Ewart - 1849 - 94 pages
...think What man has made of man. 3. Through primrose tufts in that green bower The Periwinkle trained its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. 4. The birds around me hopped and played ; Their thoughts I cannot measure — But the... | |
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To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower... 
