...I felt my childhood for a time renewed, and was by no means disposed to second the assertion that " Nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower. I have never beheld any thing more lovely than scenery characteristically English ; and Goldsmith,...

...Author. EXCURSION VIII. TO BREDON HILL, WITH NOTICES OF THE MOST INTERE8TING OBJECTS ON AND AROUND IT. " Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour...primal sympathy, Which, having been, must ever be." Wordsworth. THERE is a beautiful elliptical hill at the northern termination of the great Cotteswold...

...what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day." " Though nothing can bring back the hour, "We will grieve not — rather find Strength in what...sympathy, "Which, having been, must ever be — In the soothtug thoughts that spring Out of human suffering — In the faith'that looks through death." WoHDSWOttTR....

...splendor in the grass or glory in the flower, lit- can still find abundant blessing in what is left ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thonghtz that spring Out of human suffering ; In the faith that looks through death, — In years that...

...XLV. THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS. ' What though the radiance which was once so bright Is now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour...suffering ; In the faith that looks through death.' Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of early Childhood, WOEDSWOKTH. ' Thanks to the...

...Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Bo now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in tho flower ,• We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind, In the primal sympathy...

...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,...

...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 —...

...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—...

...revolution swept away old landmarks and changed for ever the face of the land, though ' nothing could bring back the hour of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower,' still here, too, there was ' strength in what remained behind,' and art survived at once the...