Splender in the grass

cloei

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Splender in the grass

מחפשת את השיר המלא של William Wordsworth יש לי רק את הקטע הזה: What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In 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, In years that bring the philosophic mind. ואני מחפשת את כל השיר שהוא כתב. מישהו יכול לעזור בבקשה? זה מאוד חשוב...
 
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http://www.bartleby.com/101/536.html. (Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood)
 
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