 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 - Page 551edited by - 1875Full view - About this book
 | William Wordsworth - 1814 - 476 pages
...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 - 884 pages
...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 - 784 pages
...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 - 456 pages
...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 - 452 pages
...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 - 372 pages
...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 - 376 pages
...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 - 398 pages
...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 - 402 pages
...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 - 400 pages
...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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