 Yet, still uppermost, Nature was at his heart as if he felt, Though yet he knew not how, a wasting power In all things that from her sweet influence Might tend to wean him. Therefore with her hues, Her forms, and with the spirit of her forms, He clothed...  New Englander and Yale Review - الصفحة 551المحررون: - 1875عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | William Wordsworth - 1814 - عدد الصفحات: 476
...endeavours, in that lonesome life, Thus thirsting daily? Yet still uppermost Nature was at his heart as if he felt, Though yet he knew not how, a wasting power In all things which from her sweet influence Might tend to wean him. Therefore with her hues, Her forms, and with... | |
 | 1838 - عدد الصفحات: 884
...permit us to dwell — and in our acquirements, more particularly in Plane and Spherical Trigonometry. " While yet he lingered in the rudiments Of science, and among her simplest laws, His triangles — they were the stars of Heaven. The silent stars ! oft did he take delight To measure... | |
 | Francis Bacon - 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 784
...never had precedence in his mind but followed in the train of his reason. With her hues, her forms, and the spirit of her forms, he clothed the nakedness of austere truth, (b) Under- He was careful in improving the excellencies, and in diminishing the defects of his understanding,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 456
...that lonesome life, With blind endeavours ? Yet, still uppermost, Nature was at his heart as if he felt, Though yet he knew not how, a wasting power...clothed the nakedness of austere truth. While yet he linger'd in the rudiments Of science, and among her simplest laws, . His triangles — they were the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...that lonesome life, With blind endeavours ? Yet, still uppermost, Nature was at his heart as if he felt, Though yet he knew not how, a wasting power In all tilings that from her sweet influence Might tend to wean him. Therefore with her hues, Her forms, and... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...in that lonesome life. With blind endeavours? Yet, still uppermost. Nature was nt his heart as if he felt, Though yet he knew not how, a wasting power In all things that from her sweet influence Alight tend to wean him. Therefore with her boi Her forms, and with the spirit of her forms, He clothed... | |
 | Francis Bacon, Basil Montagu - 1834 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...never had precedence in his mind but followed in the train of his reason. With her hues, her forms, and the spirit of her forms, he clothed the nakedness of austere truth. (6) Under- He was careful in improving the excellencies, and in ID8. diminishing the defects of his... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 398
...that lonesome life, With blind endeavours ? Yet, still uppermost, Nature was at his heart as if he felt, Though yet he knew not how, a wasting power...of her forms, He clothed the nakedness of austere truthWhile yet he lingered in the rudiments Of science, and among her simplest laws, His triangles... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...that lonesome life, With blind endeavours ? Yet, still uppermost, Nature was at his heart as if he felt, Though yet he knew not how, a wasting power...rudiments Of science, and among her simplest laws, His triangles — they were the stars of heaven, The silent stars ! Oft did he take delight To measure... | |
 | Basil Montagu - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...never had precedence in his mind but followed in the train of his reason. With her hues, her forms, and the spirit of her forms, he clothed the nakedness of austere truth. He was careful in improving the excellencies, ami in diminishing the defects of his understanding,... | |
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