The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volumen5Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827 |
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... the Wanderer , of whom he gives an account - The Wanderer while - resting under the shade of the Trees that surround the Cottage relates the History of its last Inhabitant . BOOK FIRST . " TWAS THE WANDERER . WAS summer.
... the Wanderer , of whom he gives an account - The Wanderer while - resting under the shade of the Trees that surround the Cottage relates the History of its last Inhabitant . BOOK FIRST . " TWAS THE WANDERER . WAS summer.
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... trees that shot in long lank slips , Or currants , hanging from their leafless stems In scanty strings , had tempted to o'erleap The broken wall . I look'd around , and there , Where two tall hedge - rows of thick alder boughs Join'd in ...
... trees that shot in long lank slips , Or currants , hanging from their leafless stems In scanty strings , had tempted to o'erleap The broken wall . I look'd around , and there , Where two tall hedge - rows of thick alder boughs Join'd in ...
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... : at other times He toss'd them with a false unnatural joy : And ' twas a rueful thing to see the looks Of the poor innocent children . " Every smile , " Said Margaret to me , here beneath these trees , c 2 THE WANDERER . 27.
... : at other times He toss'd them with a false unnatural joy : And ' twas a rueful thing to see the looks Of the poor innocent children . " Every smile , " Said Margaret to me , here beneath these trees , c 2 THE WANDERER . 27.
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William Wordsworth. Said Margaret to me , here beneath these trees , " Made my heart bleed . " At this the Wanderer paused ; And , looking up to those enormous Elms , He said , " " Tis now the hour of deepest noon . At this still season ...
William Wordsworth. Said Margaret to me , here beneath these trees , " Made my heart bleed . " At this the Wanderer paused ; And , looking up to those enormous Elms , He said , " " Tis now the hour of deepest noon . At this still season ...
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... , And now the " trotting brooks " and whispering trees , And now the music of my own sad steps , With many a short - lived thought that pass'd between , And disappear'd . I journey'd back this way , When 32 THE WANDERER .
... , And now the " trotting brooks " and whispering trees , And now the music of my own sad steps , With many a short - lived thought that pass'd between , And disappear'd . I journey'd back this way , When 32 THE WANDERER .
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age to age aught beauty behold beneath breath bright calm ceased cheerful Child Church-yard clouds Cottage course dark Death delight doth dwell earth Epitaph evermore exclaimed fair fair Isle faith fancy fear feel fields firmament of heaven flowers frame Friend grace grave green grove guardian rocks hand happy hath heard heart Heaven hills hope hour human labour less light live lofty lonely look mind mortal mountain muse Nature Nature's o'er pains pass'd Pastor peace pensive pity pleased pleasure praise pure racter rest Rill rocks round S. T. Coleridge sate savage Nations seat seem'd shade side sight silent smile smooth Solitary solitude sorrow soul spake speak spirit stood stream sublime tender things thoughts tow'rd trees truth turn twas Vale vex'd Vicar virtue voice Wanderer whence wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wish words Youth
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Página 178 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Página 82 - Far sinking into splendour — without end! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted ; here, serene pavilions bright In avenues disposed : there towers begirt With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars...
Página 6 - Oh ! many are the Poets that are sown By Nature ; men endowed with highest gifts, The vision and the faculty divine ; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse...
Página xiv - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our Minds, into the Mind of Man, My haunt, and the main region of my Song.
Página 81 - The appearance, instantaneously disclosed, Was of a mighty city — boldly say A wilderness of building, sinking far And self-withdrawn into a wondrous depth, Far sinking into splendor — without end ! Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold, With alabaster domes, and silver spires, And blazing terrace upon terrace, high Uplifted...
Página xiv - A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day. — I, long before the blissful hour arrives, Would chant, in lonely peace, the spousal verse Of this great consummation...
Página 177 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 132 - The darts of anguish fix not where the seat Of suffering hath been thoroughly fortified By acquiescence in the Will supreme For time and for eternity; by faith, Faith absolute in God, including hope, And the defence that lies in boundless love Of his perfections; with habitual dread Of aught unworthily conceived, endured Impatiently, ill-done, or left undone, To the dishonor of his holy name.
Página 24 - Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.
Página 42 - mid the calm oblivious tendencies Of nature, 'mid her plants, and weeds, and flowers, And silent overgrowings, still survived.