 | John Wieners - 1988 - 218 頁
...love remains pot history stays out in the rain under the speed limit Caught by midday up comp. IV: "Ye blessed creatures, I have heard the call Ye to...you in your jubilee; My heart is at your festival," no matter how broken, I do not know if the words I sing are mine or the voices of my beloveds. I do... | |
 | Peter J. Manning - 1990 - 338 頁
...within the poet's tropes, creatures of metaphor and myth. The immediacy urged in the third stanza — "Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd Boy!" — and the intimate address of the eighth stanza to "Thou little Child" give way to the mere seeing... | |
 | Dolores R. Leckey - 1992 - 192 頁
...understood them in a way that only happens at the level of heart and imagination, in a Wordsworthian way. "Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call /Ye to...you in your jubilee;/ My heart is at your festival. . ." She loved their spirit of jubilee but what she didn't bargain for was the fatigue attendant on... | |
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No more shall grief of mine the season wrong ; I hear the echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay : Land and sea... 
