...so bright, Be now forever taken from my sightThough nothing can hring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower, We will grieve...primal sympathy, Which, having been, must ever be— In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death,...

...throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright...ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring hack the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength...

...my eight— Thongh nothing can bring hack the hoar Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the Sowar, We will grieve not— rather find Strength in what...the primal sympathy, Which, having been, must ever bein the soothing thongbts that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death,...

...that will fetch the day about from sun to sun, and rock the tedious year as in a delightful dream." What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from our sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grans, of glory in the Bower 1...

...bright, Be now forever taken from my sight — Though nothing can bring hack the hoar Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower. We will grieve not — rather fiud Strength in what remains behind— In the primal sympathy, Which, having been, must ever be—...

...to accept as consolation for its loss a more philosophical perspective on reality. For Wordsworth, "Though nothing can bring back the hour / Of splendour...grass, of glory in the flower; / We will grieve not," but find solace "In the faith that looks through death, / In years that bring the philosophic mind."...

...But he also understood the new attitude that Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind. What transpires is a situation in which we Behold the child among his new-born blisses With light upon...

...Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; . . . WILLIAM WORDSWORTH (1770-1850) Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless...

...lines from Wordsworth's 1807 "Ode, Intimations of Immortality from Reflections of Early Childhood": "What though the radiance which was once so bright...not, rather find / Strength in what remains behind." Deanie, of course, feels those verses, and breaks down. Her collapse has no actressy bravura. Wood...

...critiche e la saggistica più matura 139; La critica recente 153; 161 Bibliografia 199 Indice dei nomi Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour...the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death,...