The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: With a Memoir, Volumen4Little, Brown and Company, 1865 |
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... seen , And through yon gateway , where is found , Beneath the arch with ivy bound , - Free entrance to the churchyard ground , – Comes gliding in with lovely gleam , Comes gliding in serene and slow , Soft and silent as a dream , A ...
... seen , And through yon gateway , where is found , Beneath the arch with ivy bound , - Free entrance to the churchyard ground , – Comes gliding in with lovely gleam , Comes gliding in serene and slow , Soft and silent as a dream , A ...
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... seen the famous Doe ; From Rylstone she hath found her way Over the hills this Sabbath day ; Her work , whate'er it be , is done , And she will depart when we are gone ; Thus doth she keep , from year to year , Her Sabbath morning ...
... seen the famous Doe ; From Rylstone she hath found her way Over the hills this Sabbath day ; Her work , whate'er it be , is done , And she will depart when we are gone ; Thus doth she keep , from year to year , Her Sabbath morning ...
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... seen her , yea , more bright ; But is she truly what she seems ? He asks with insecure delight , Asks of himself , and doubts , and still - The doubt returns against his will : Though he , and all the standers - by , Could tell a tragic ...
... seen her , yea , more bright ; But is she truly what she seems ? He asks with insecure delight , Asks of himself , and doubts , and still - The doubt returns against his will : Though he , and all the standers - by , Could tell a tragic ...
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... seen : - and lo ! Not distant far , the milk - white Doe , - The same who quietly was feeding On the green herb , and nothing heeding , When Francis , uttering to the Maid His last words in the yew - tree shade , Involved whate'er by ...
... seen : - and lo ! Not distant far , the milk - white Doe , - The same who quietly was feeding On the green herb , and nothing heeding , When Francis , uttering to the Maid His last words in the yew - tree shade , Involved whate'er by ...
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... seen By the shepherd , is passed by With an inattentive eye . ― Nor more regard doth she bestow Upon the uncomplaining Doe , Now couched at ease , though oft this day Not unperplexed nor free from pain , When she had THE WHITE DOE OF ...
... seen By the shepherd , is passed by With an inattentive eye . ― Nor more regard doth she bestow Upon the uncomplaining Doe , Now couched at ease , though oft this day Not unperplexed nor free from pain , When she had THE WHITE DOE OF ...
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Página 231 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Página 256 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares—- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Página 4 - It destroys likewise magnanimity, and the raising of human nature: for take an example of a dog, and mark what a generosity and courage he will put on, when he finds himself maintained by a man; who to him is instead of a God, or melior natura...
Página 229 - MOST sweet it is with unuplifted eyes To pace the ground, if path be there or none, While a fair region round the traveller lies Which he forbears again to look upon ; Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene, The work of Fancy, or some happy tone Of meditation, slipping in between The beauty coming and the beauty gone.
Página 3 - Action is transitory — a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle — this way or that — 'Tis done; and in the after-vacancy We wonder at ourselves like men betrayed: Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And has the nature of infinity.
Página 266 - STERN Daughter of the voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove...
Página 319 - So fair, so sweet, withal so sensitive, Would that the little Flowers were born to live, Conscious of half the pleasure which they give ; That to this mountain-daisy's self were known The beauty of its star-shaped shadow, thrown On the smooth surface of this naked stone...
Página 270 - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means; and there will stand On honourable terms, or else retire, And in himself possess his own desire: Who comprehends his trust, and to the same, Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim ; And therefore does not stoop, nor lie in wait For wealth, or honours, or for worldly state ; Whom they must follow: on whose head must fall, Like showers of manna, if they come at all...
Página 250 - With rod and line I sued the sport Which that sweet season gave, 30 And, coming to the church, stopped short Beside my daughter's grave. ' Nine summers had she scarcely seen, The pride of all the vale ; And then she sang — she would have been A very nightingale. ' Six feet in earth my Emma lay ; And yet I loved her more — For so it seemed — than till that day I e'er had loved before.
Página 240 - And you must kindly take it : It is no tale ; but, should you think, Perhaps a tale you'll make it.