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" No more shall grief of mine the season wrong: I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity. "
Selections from Wordsworth - Page 87
by William Wordsworth - 1897 - 215 pages
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Poems in 2 Vols., Reprinted Original Ed. of 1807 Ed. with Note on ..., Volume 2

William Wordsworth - 1807 - 258 pages
...To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The Cataracts blow their trumpets from...gay, Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Eeast keep holiday, Thou Child of Joy Shout round me, let me hear...
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Poems, in Two Volumes,

William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 pages
...To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The Cataracts blow their trumpets from...through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me froTn the fields of sleep, 14* And all the eavth is gay, Laud and sea Give themselves up to jollity,...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pages
...To me alone there came a thought of grief : A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. % The Cataracts blow their trumpets from...; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday ; — Thou Child of Joy Shout round me, let me...
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Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the ...

William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pages
...To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong. The Cataracts blow their trumpets from...Land and sea ' Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday ;— Thou Child of Joy Shout round me, let me hear...
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Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 38

1835 - 866 pages
...utterance gave that thought refin And I again am strong : The cataracts blow their trumpets from the sterp, No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountain throng, Tlio wlndi coma to me from the fields of sleep, And all the eartb la gay ; Lund and...
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The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports ...

William Hone - 1827 - 858 pages
...whence the impulse of happiness that they feel proceeds, or whither it tends. In short, ' All tin- earth is gay ; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of MayDoth every beast keep holiday :' while man, man alone, lets the season come without...
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Hone's Popular Works and Everlasting Calendar, Volume 2

William Hone - 1826 - 876 pages
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 4

William Wordsworth - 1827 - 418 pages
...To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong: The Cataracts blow their trumpets from...; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday ; — Thou Child of Joy, Shout round me, let me...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 pages
...To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong: The Cataracts blow their trumpets from...the earth is gay; . Land and sea Give themselves up tojollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday;— Thou Child of Joy, Shout round...
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The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief. And I again am «trong. The Cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep,...shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the Echoe« through the mountain» throng. The wind« i mm' to me from the fields of sleep, — And all...
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