...of the world. Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods. How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat...

...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat...

...the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lighten'd :—that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguish'd thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat...

...the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart— How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 55 O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! i v , * And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, }With many recognitions dim and faint, 3...

...eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. "How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee !" Describing further his relationship to nature in those early years (he was then twenty-three) he...

...the fretful stir Unprofitable and the fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, 55 How oft in spirit have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye...the woods How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, 60 On the...

...the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, his spirit has often recalled the "sylvan Wye": thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! No claims are made here for systematic psychology or religion. There is nothing here but a grappling...

...— in order to reassert the experience itself: If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft, . . . How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee O sylvan...through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee!26 (3) A third principle of an open reading is that it take into account, and take delight in,...

...fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my hears — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan...the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! (Wordsworth, 133) Perhaps this belief that he saw into the life of things is a vain one. But vain or...

...not aware of the delight and happiness with which the sight of a Letter from you filled my heart. — O Sylvan Wye thou Wanderer through the Woods how often has my Spirit turned to thee!2 — I shall now have a thousand added reasons to think of this Stream with tenderness when I...