 The tears into his eyes were brought. And thanks and praises seemed to run So fast out of his heart, I thought They never would have done. — I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener...  Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes - Pagina 89door William Wordsworth - 1800Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 pagina’s
...single blow The tangled root I sever'd, At which the poor old man so long And vainly had endeavour'd. The tears into his eyes were brought, And thanks and...the gratitude of men Has oftner left me mourning. ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS, SHEWING HOW THE ART OF LYING MAY Bfl TAUGHT. 1 have a boy of five years old,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pagina’s
...right gladly he Received my proffer'd aid. I struck, and with a single blow The tangled root I sever'd, At which the poor Old Man so long And vainly had endeavoured....the gratitude of men Has oftner left me mourning. The NIGHTINGALE. Written in April, 1798. No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pagina’s
...gladly he Received my proffer' d aid. I struck, and with a single blow The tangled root I sever'd, At which the poor Old Man so long And vainly had endeavoured....the gratitude of men Has oftner left me mourning. 89 The NIGHTINGALE. Written in April, 17Q8. No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pagina’s
...single blow The tangled root I sever'd, At which the poor old man so long And vainly had endeavour'd. The tears into his eyes were brought, And thanks and...the gratitude of men Has oftner left me mourning. ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS, SHEWING HoW THE ART OF LYING MAY BE TAUGHT. I HAVE a boy of five years old, His... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 pagina’s
...gladly he• Received my proffered aid. I struck, and with a single blow The tangled root I severed, At which the poor Old Man so long And vainly had endeavoured....of his heart, I thought They never would have done. — I 've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning. Alas ! the gratitude of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pagina’s
...right gladly he Received my proffered aid. I struck, and with a single blow The tangled root I severed, At which the poor Old Man so long And vainly had endeavoured....of his heart, I thought They never would have done. — I 've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning. Alas ! the gratitude of... | |
 | 1809 - 420 pagina’s
...long, And vainly, had endeavour'ct. The tears into his eyes were brought, And thanks and praises seem'd to run So fast out of his heart, I thought They never would have done. J've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning — Alas! the gratüude of man... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pagina’s
...right gladly he Received my proffered aid. I struck, and with a single blow The tangled root I severed, At which the poor Old Man so long And vainly had endeavoured....coldness still returning. Alas ! the gratitude of men Has oftener left me mourning. XIV. ANDREW JONES. I HATE that Andrew Jones : he'll breed His children up... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pagina’s
...right gladly he Received my proffered aid. I struck, and with a single blow The tangled root I severed, At which the poor Old Man so long And vainly had endeavoured....coldness still returning. Alas ! the gratitude of men Has oftener left me mourning. 123 XIV. ANDREW JONES. I HATE that Andrew Jones : he'll breed His children... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1816 - 686 pagina’s
...and its powers, scarcely inferior to the greatest of his predecessors, says upon this subject — ' I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning, . Alas ! the gratitude of man Has oftener left me mourning !' 'JTie experience of most good men would agree with the poet's;... | |
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