The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen2E. Moxon, 1836 - 313 páginas |
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... Laodamia · 172 To a Young Lady , who had been reproached for taking long Walks in the Country · 180 The Pass of Kirkstone 181 To on her first Ascent to the summit of Helvellyn 185 Water - fowl - · 187 View from the top of Black Comb 188 ...
... Laodamia · 172 To a Young Lady , who had been reproached for taking long Walks in the Country · 180 The Pass of Kirkstone 181 To on her first Ascent to the summit of Helvellyn 185 Water - fowl - · 187 View from the top of Black Comb 188 ...
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... world a flood Of harmony , with instinct more divine ; Type of the wise who soar , but never roam ; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! XXIX . LAODAMIA . " WITH sacrifice before the rising 1825 . 171 To a Sky-lark.
... world a flood Of harmony , with instinct more divine ; Type of the wise who soar , but never roam ; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! XXIX . LAODAMIA . " WITH sacrifice before the rising 1825 . 171 To a Sky-lark.
Página 172
... ? Her Hero slain upon the beach of Troy ? His vital presence ? his corporeal mould ? It is if sense deceive her not - ' tis He ! And a God leads him , winged Mercury ! Mild Hermes spake― and touched her with his wand That 172 Laodamia.
... ? Her Hero slain upon the beach of Troy ? His vital presence ? his corporeal mould ? It is if sense deceive her not - ' tis He ! And a God leads him , winged Mercury ! Mild Hermes spake― and touched her with his wand That 172 Laodamia.
Página 173
... Laodamía ! that at Jove's command Thy Husband walks the paths of upper air : He comes to tarry with thee three hours ' space ; Accept the gift , behold him face to face ! " Forth sprang the impassioned Queen her Lord to ... LAODAMIA . 173.
... Laodamía ! that at Jove's command Thy Husband walks the paths of upper air : He comes to tarry with thee three hours ' space ; Accept the gift , behold him face to face ! " Forth sprang the impassioned Queen her Lord to ... LAODAMIA . 173.
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... known couch , one nuptial kiss To me , this day , a second time thy bride ! " Jove frowned in heaven : the conscious Parce threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue . " This visage tells thee that my doom is past 174 LAODAMIA .
... known couch , one nuptial kiss To me , this day , a second time thy bride ! " Jove frowned in heaven : the conscious Parce threw Upon those roseate lips a Stygian hue . " This visage tells thee that my doom is past 174 LAODAMIA .
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beauty behold beneath bird BLACK COMB blest bower breast breath breeze bright BROUGHAM CASTLE calm cheer clouds Countess of Pembroke dancing dear delight doth dwell earth EGREMONT CASTLE fair faith fancy fear feelings flowers gentle gleam Goody Blake Grasmere green grove happy Harry Gill hath head heard heart heaven Helvellyn hill hope hour human language Laodamia living lofty lonely look Lord Clifford Martha Ray metre metrical mind moon morning mountains murmur nature never night o'er oh misery pain passion Peter Bell pleasure Poems Poet poetic diction Poetry poor prose Reader rill river Swale rock round shade sight silent sing sleep song soul sound spirit spot Stanza stars stir stream sweet thee thine things Thorn thou art thoughts trees Twas vale verse voice wandering wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings withered woods words
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Página 82 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my school-boy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen.
Página 88 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 346 - Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep : so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
Página 163 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Página 88 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 94 - ... Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced ; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought...
Página 166 - Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy...
Página 93 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; •^*- I had no human fears : She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees ; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Página 162 - The landscape with the quiet of the sky. The day is come when I again repose Here, under this dark sycamore, and view These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts, Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves Mid groves and copses. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door...
Página 121 - As if he had been reading in a book: And now a stranger's privilege I took; And, drawing to his side, to him did say, "This morning gives us promise of a glorious day.